By reading the following confession, if you conclude me to be a mad, I have nothing to do with that, that is purely up to you. All I can do is to speak the truth.
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I have recently tried to figure out the reasons of my anxiety. I am a born anxious person and it annoys me on daily basis. All of the life that I can remember, I have suffered from tumultuous bouts of anxiety. As I have grown older and taller my anxiety has grown right along with me. I thought of getting the assistance of psychologists, psychiatrists, acupuncturists, astrologers, chiropractors, meditations teachers and prostitutes. But I could not. That also because of my anxiety.At times certain modalities have been more helpful than others but for the most part my tempestuous anxiety has stalked me like a revengeful lover. I have been held victim by an anxiety so strong that the most menacing of closet or basement monsters pails in comparison. I feel being claustrophobic.
Friday, March 14, 2008
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4 comments:
u r not mad..but definitely u r preparing for GRE
haha!
not really true. I wish I could !
First thing first ..
I disagree with the statement that your anxiety has grown with your height. Had that been true, you would have had very minimal level of anxiety.
Jokes apart ...There is one unpublished blog of mine where I wrote ...
My dissatisfaction with life will some day ooze out in some tapped hole and I'll mislay my innocence in some floozie's bed.
I have no experience, but I hope prostitute is a viable option ;). But make sure you use protection. :D
I always tell the truth, even when I lie.
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