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I create enjoyable activities for myself.
I love writing and pretty much any creative activity.
I love nature and time with or observing animals. I love watching sun rises and sets, listening to birds.
I love reading: novels, short stories, poetry and non-fiction.
As long as I'm gentle and don't overdo it, I enjoy walking, swimming, yoga and dancing. I love going out for a horse ride.
I have a coffee group in town that I meet with once a week. They're quite a mixed group of oldies - 60's to almost 90 - with various spiritual, scientific and political views and a wide range of life experience and interests. We chat a lot about almost everything - and laugh - and sometimes argue a point or two. I love this. It gives me a sense of belonging that I've never had before.
I do a bit of voluntary work for the local wildlife rescue group, for landcare, and for the local environment centre. These things help me feel that I'm doing a small amount of good in the world.
I'm fully aware of climate change, war, poverty, starvation, refugees in dire need, various disease epidemics, the various forms of madness and disabilities, the effects of fraud, corruption and criminality, and all the other forms of suffering in the world.
It is part of the nature of sentient life that it is capable of suffering and that some degree of suffering is inevitable. But much suffering is caused by mental processes, and this aspect of suffering is avoidable if we learn how. I call it learning "mental hygiene".
I choose to do the best I can so that I myself am not a contributor to the ills of the world,
and so that I can make a miniscule drop of difference in improving things.
(If everyone did this the world would be a better place.
We can't control what others do, but we can control what we ourselves do.)
By knowing I am not responsible for the world,
my conscience is clear and I can feel a bit better about myself.
My general self esteem is not great. I would love to have been a genius, but I'm only an 80% - meaning I tend to become competent at what i do, but never brilliant - and I have trouble being satisfied with that. I have achieved very little in my life and wish I'd done better and made better choices. When I analyse it, it was mostly my fears that held me back, the deep inner belief that if I put myself forward I would be rejected. I didn't even dare to test whether it was true or not.
The discovery that every cell in the body wants to live even if when I'm depressed suicide seems like the most rational decision.
When I think about ways to die I get an unpleasant feeling running through my body, an increase of fatigue, malaise and misery. Death seems even more attractive, an ideal way to end the suffering permanently.
But that fatigue and unpleasant aching is the body's way of sending me a warning. For years I'd been misinterpreting, not understanding it. It's a kind of stress reaction from the adrenaline warning system. In essence, when I think like that I am being both the captor and the captive, both the tortured and the torturer; I am the one who is traumatising myself.
Trauma is anything that causes strong emotional pain, a wound or danger (conscious or not) to one's life or that of another whom one loves or cares for.
If we have PTSD, it's important to deal with that (best means is EMDR), otherwise it will keep getting triggered by ordinary things in everyday life.
I love writing and pretty much any creative activity.
I love nature and time with or observing animals. I love watching sun rises and sets, listening to birds.
I love reading: novels, short stories, poetry and non-fiction.
As long as I'm gentle and don't overdo it, I enjoy walking, swimming, yoga and dancing. I love going out for a horse ride.
I have a coffee group in town that I meet with once a week. They're quite a mixed group of oldies - 60's to almost 90 - with various spiritual, scientific and political views and a wide range of life experience and interests. We chat a lot about almost everything - and laugh - and sometimes argue a point or two. I love this. It gives me a sense of belonging that I've never had before.
I do a bit of voluntary work for the local wildlife rescue group, for landcare, and for the local environment centre. These things help me feel that I'm doing a small amount of good in the world.
I'm fully aware of climate change, war, poverty, starvation, refugees in dire need, various disease epidemics, the various forms of madness and disabilities, the effects of fraud, corruption and criminality, and all the other forms of suffering in the world.
It is part of the nature of sentient life that it is capable of suffering and that some degree of suffering is inevitable. But much suffering is caused by mental processes, and this aspect of suffering is avoidable if we learn how. I call it learning "mental hygiene".
I choose to do the best I can so that I myself am not a contributor to the ills of the world,
and so that I can make a miniscule drop of difference in improving things.
(If everyone did this the world would be a better place.
We can't control what others do, but we can control what we ourselves do.)
By knowing I am not responsible for the world,
my conscience is clear and I can feel a bit better about myself.
My general self esteem is not great. I would love to have been a genius, but I'm only an 80% - meaning I tend to become competent at what i do, but never brilliant - and I have trouble being satisfied with that. I have achieved very little in my life and wish I'd done better and made better choices. When I analyse it, it was mostly my fears that held me back, the deep inner belief that if I put myself forward I would be rejected. I didn't even dare to test whether it was true or not.
The discovery that every cell in the body wants to live even if when I'm depressed suicide seems like the most rational decision.
When I think about ways to die I get an unpleasant feeling running through my body, an increase of fatigue, malaise and misery. Death seems even more attractive, an ideal way to end the suffering permanently.
But that fatigue and unpleasant aching is the body's way of sending me a warning. For years I'd been misinterpreting, not understanding it. It's a kind of stress reaction from the adrenaline warning system. In essence, when I think like that I am being both the captor and the captive, both the tortured and the torturer; I am the one who is traumatising myself.
Trauma is anything that causes strong emotional pain, a wound or danger (conscious or not) to one's life or that of another whom one loves or cares for.
If we have PTSD, it's important to deal with that (best means is EMDR), otherwise it will keep getting triggered by ordinary things in everyday life.
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