Mess

What do you do when your life is scattered across many plains of existence, shackled to different places in time while also darting into the future--inside and outside boundaries that were created for a reason. Unable to compose any sort of order, the disarray so great that there is no beginning point to the cleanup.

Comments

[Brittin]

pick a spot. any spot. and just start there. one thing - one day at a time. dont belittle yourself for what you may think is "getting scattered again" as it is only habit and it takes persistance to clean up. just the thought of your desire should keep you standing tall. xoxo

[Lewil]

Im not belittling, I just don't get it. Maybe I didn't ask the right question there. I am sure I could "just pick a spot" to begin. But my real question is how did I get to this place. How did any of us? Not just talking about "her" either. Im talking about all of it. I am working for shit. And working hard for not much of it. With no appreciation in return. With rare exception, I spend about as much time with those that I care about, as W spent doing his reserve duty. And in my love life the most exciting thing to occur in over a year has been an upgrade to a TV room instead of a locker.

I DON'T GET IT. And unless there is some assurance that it won't continue down this path, then fuck cleaning up the clutter.