Friedrich Nietzche~
Is this true, or vice versa? My mind has been a whirlwind of chaos lately. I can't stop it from spinning out of control. I am overwhelmed with thoughts. I am overwhelmed with life. Feeling that, as just one person, I cannot and never will, make a difference in anything. I look around and think that life is not what I thought it would be, I am not where I thought I'd be, and will it ever change, and does it even matter? I hate falling into this dark place in my mind.
I stayed in bed most of the day yesterday, partly from pain, partly from fatigue, partly from indifference. Did it matter to anyone that I did nothing? Did it matter to me? Yes. I feel like a sloth but the complexity of things I feel I should be doing causes chaos in my mind, and it hurts. I look at the world and it's a mess. I try to find the beauty in the world but it seems to become less and less each day. People are less compassionate and are becoming even more so... I am so disappointed in myself, people, the world. We are destroying each other, killing the planet, scaring and hurting others out of religion, and I am just one lonely person in the midst of the chaos.
I feel overwhelmed by life in general. From the trivial to the more important. I try to make my own little part of the world pleasing to me. I plant flowers for the pleasure of sight and scent, vegetables to grow eat and enjoy, and try to create a comfortable environment in my home. Then I drive down the street and see all of the ugliness. Litter on the sides of the road, the strip centers lining the roads, the confederate flag on the back of a truck, the smog in the air, and another driver cuts me off...
Here I am, as I write this, I enjoy the Sunday morning news shows. Don't ask me why, it has become my routine. Instead this morning it is the Indy 500. This is how we memorialize Memorial weekend? With masses of people watching cars driving around a track wasting fuel for the pure entertainment of a certain demographic of people. Not to mention, most of them hoping for a crash to make the race more exciting. Every other channel is a different preacher promising happiness if you send your hard earned money to them. Mind boggling...
I'm not sure what has brought all of this to my mind lately. I think I am in the midst of chaos in my head for now. I have a lack of understanding of what I am doing here, just one person out of billions, what should I be doing? I never thought I would feel this tired and worn out at 46 years old. The RA has torn me apart in the short 5 years I've endured the pain. Five years is nothing compared to the others who have lived their entire lives with this terrible disease. Does that make my pain less important? I am part of a support group for people with RA but sometimes feel like I don't belong. Why? Because I have only been diagnosed five years ago, I haven't had any major surgeries, and I don't have the obvious deformities of joints that many people with RA live with on a daily basis. So I feel like they look at me as if I should come back later when I have the battle scars of this disease. I guess my scars are on the inside. My life changed drastically with RA, and I'm angry about it. I haven't had my whole life to adjust to the limitations, the pain, the constant mental drain on my psyche.
Right now, I am sad, angry, lost, estranged, and miserable, but I am hoping and searching for a way out of the chaos. I am constantly looking for ways to improve my outlook on life. Encouraging words from prominent people, meditation, and trying to shut out the negativity of others. I hope I can find my way out, and my path to a happier place. For now, I may read a bit, and sleep some more, think about things, and hopefully something will click or a door will open and I will crawl out of this spinning in my head...
Is this true, or vice versa? My mind has been a whirlwind of chaos lately. I can't stop it from spinning out of control. I am overwhelmed with thoughts. I am overwhelmed with life. Feeling that, as just one person, I cannot and never will, make a difference in anything. I look around and think that life is not what I thought it would be, I am not where I thought I'd be, and will it ever change, and does it even matter? I hate falling into this dark place in my mind.
I stayed in bed most of the day yesterday, partly from pain, partly from fatigue, partly from indifference. Did it matter to anyone that I did nothing? Did it matter to me? Yes. I feel like a sloth but the complexity of things I feel I should be doing causes chaos in my mind, and it hurts. I look at the world and it's a mess. I try to find the beauty in the world but it seems to become less and less each day. People are less compassionate and are becoming even more so... I am so disappointed in myself, people, the world. We are destroying each other, killing the planet, scaring and hurting others out of religion, and I am just one lonely person in the midst of the chaos.
I feel overwhelmed by life in general. From the trivial to the more important. I try to make my own little part of the world pleasing to me. I plant flowers for the pleasure of sight and scent, vegetables to grow eat and enjoy, and try to create a comfortable environment in my home. Then I drive down the street and see all of the ugliness. Litter on the sides of the road, the strip centers lining the roads, the confederate flag on the back of a truck, the smog in the air, and another driver cuts me off...
Here I am, as I write this, I enjoy the Sunday morning news shows. Don't ask me why, it has become my routine. Instead this morning it is the Indy 500. This is how we memorialize Memorial weekend? With masses of people watching cars driving around a track wasting fuel for the pure entertainment of a certain demographic of people. Not to mention, most of them hoping for a crash to make the race more exciting. Every other channel is a different preacher promising happiness if you send your hard earned money to them. Mind boggling...
I'm not sure what has brought all of this to my mind lately. I think I am in the midst of chaos in my head for now. I have a lack of understanding of what I am doing here, just one person out of billions, what should I be doing? I never thought I would feel this tired and worn out at 46 years old. The RA has torn me apart in the short 5 years I've endured the pain. Five years is nothing compared to the others who have lived their entire lives with this terrible disease. Does that make my pain less important? I am part of a support group for people with RA but sometimes feel like I don't belong. Why? Because I have only been diagnosed five years ago, I haven't had any major surgeries, and I don't have the obvious deformities of joints that many people with RA live with on a daily basis. So I feel like they look at me as if I should come back later when I have the battle scars of this disease. I guess my scars are on the inside. My life changed drastically with RA, and I'm angry about it. I haven't had my whole life to adjust to the limitations, the pain, the constant mental drain on my psyche.
Right now, I am sad, angry, lost, estranged, and miserable, but I am hoping and searching for a way out of the chaos. I am constantly looking for ways to improve my outlook on life. Encouraging words from prominent people, meditation, and trying to shut out the negativity of others. I hope I can find my way out, and my path to a happier place. For now, I may read a bit, and sleep some more, think about things, and hopefully something will click or a door will open and I will crawl out of this spinning in my head...

