podeamladders
When is enough enough?
The correct, well-adjusted individual’s response to such would be comfort and confidence in one’s own accomplishments; I’m not a correct, well-adjusted individual.
The context is different, the names are different, the people are different, and – unfortunately – the successes are different.
The term ‘anorexia of the soul’ somewhat rings true, doesn’t it?
The skinnyness doesn’t come from the pursuit of academic success though, not just; by abstaining from emotion, things just go a little slicker. Not as fulfilling, perhaps, but smoother.
I’m a highly sentimental, emotive person – look at my collection of celines and mariahs and whitneys – but not an emotional one. While I suppose it’s bloody amazing to not feel true sadness or disappointment, it’s an axe that swings both ways.
Melodrama, much. I suppose this is why I get reporters assuming I’m an emo neurotic shit-head. No offence to emo neurotic shit-heads, some of the people I love are emo neurotic shit-heads.
‘Tis okay; there’s always time for soul-ness later.
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