It's been two years since my last post. I don't know why I write this after so long
a time, but like a lot of writing, it has to do with me trying to put into
words what is only a vague mess of thoughts and emotions in my head.
Things haven't changed a lot outwardly
since I last wrote here, which is disconcerting, but there have been internal
changes.
Outwardly, I'm in a state of suspension, as
it were. I've graduated college, and I don't have a job. For some people, this
is a period of free time when they work for the good of society, or travel,
read, write, or perform some other activity their heart's desire.
I, however, have no bearing on my mind, and
hence have no idea what it is I should do. My mental health has improved
significantly since college, when I was daily plagued with depressing thoughts.
While I am more stable now, the plagues have not entirely stopped. Infact, I am
experiencing one right now, which, I now realise, is why I write this.
These spells are poisonous, if kept in the
mind and left to roam; while they do leave after a while, they come back later
with more ammunition. Better to put them into some tangible form, such as
language, and let them loose. That is what I plan to do from now on. It has a
name, I believe : journal therapy.
I doubt if anyone will read them, but
that's not the point. These are more for my benefit rather than my hypothetical
readers. If anyone does happen to come across this, I hope they shall trigger some thoughts in your mind as well, and you will be kind enough to let them loose in the combox. Hearing other thoughts also leads to freedom from one's
own.
Here's to, what I hope, is a new beginning.
Cheers!
