Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Quick Thoughts

It's only my opinion, but I think that our overall health hinders greatly on our abilities to express ourselves.

For instance, yesterday I was furious because I felt accused of heinous intentions by some strange girl. As much as I tried to talk myself down, I still couldn't overcome my anger. When I got home, I felt like I had to tell someone or I'd explode. So I told my sister what occurred. You know what happened? She laughed and told me to stop being creepy. She didn't think for one second that I was going to hurt that girl; she thought it was all a joke. And, in a way, it really was something trivial I was angry about. Now, sitting and typing this, I don't even care about what happened yesterday.

Another example has to do with my poor social skills. Whenever I talk to people I don't know, I feel nervous and intimidated. It's something I'm barely overcoming. And you know why I'm beginning to have more confidence in myself? It's because I'm talking to more and more people. It does me no good to decide to avoid social interactions; it only leaves me as I am. However, if I go out and speak to as many people as I can, then, slowly, I can build-up confidence in whatever I'm saying and how I'm saying it.

My point is that human begins need to talk to other human beings to remain sane; human beings need to express themselves to remain sane. If we don't release our emotions--joyous or angry or whatever--then they'll rot inside us and we'll have to carry them wherever we go. So, I encourage everyone to shake off fear and speak your mind. In the long run, we'll all be healthier and happier people.

2 comments:

  1. Holding on to your anger is like drinking poison and expecting someone else to die. – Buddha

    after being away for a while, I've enjoyed catching up on your posts and reading through them. I hope all is well with you

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  2. I have tons of emotions rotting inside of me. Whoops. I'm working on talking to people about them.

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