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Standing Still (Courage).

Lately I've been on a somewhat roll, not the good kind now just to clarify! More procrastinating than optimising, more fear + doubt then giggling + sing song, more self centred questions based upon happiness then anyone would care to admit, but I guess my question is; when after such an traumatic incident do you seek help? When you've alienated your friends until they're blue in the face, do you give it a second thought or continue on your path of self soul searching?  
I've always been one for talking yet while I wait I truly hope this will help, this psychotherapy session I've decided to book in for. 

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What you think becomes you, what you action places you in the direct line + sadly what you seem to be seems unjust to what your potential is. When you put it down to chance encounters (extremely rare ones at that) your actions + thought process seem to divulge into the emptiness that once was full, full of life + hope, you seem undeserving of affection, simple pleasure escape you + friends listen continuously until you snap back, but the pattern you seem to be missing is that this domino effect is nothing but ridiculous, your potential is wasted in the shadow of your former self. 
I guess sometimes it takes a lot to say we're hurt, confused + bloody terrified, but only when we truly admit it can we truly fix it.  

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As time has moved on I've slowly shattered the person staring back at me, I'm joyful + happy for the most part, yet the underlining questions deserve attention for hope I suppose is all I have to hold on to, security in my friendships + an overwhelming mind that can, for the most part be detrimental to my self esteem. 
Yes the questions we ask daily do shape our life's in more ways then one, the problem is that we have succumbed to always looking forward, thinking of tomorrow and the following day and forgetting about today, the present, the reality in which we are truly stuck in.

When we forget to stand still, take deep breaths + search for what's around us, we miss it-the purity of stillness, the immense comfort in now + that feeling of raw mystery.    

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