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elvendollto any behavior/trait, there's a continuum, and either extreme can be unhealthy.
typically, my life is an open book. i follow oscar wilde's advice - don't do anything you can't talk about after dinner. therefore, i don't do things i know i will regret or be ashamed of, and own up to my mistakes rather then trying to hide them.
i also have a habit of dealing with dilemmas and internal conflicts by talking them through. talking makes me re-evaluate my stance, and lets me gather the perspectives of others, which is typically a good thing.
but, when i am holding something inside that i can't talk to people about, it eats me up inside and really gets in the way of my ability to function and concentrate on the other things in life.
nofun, trust me.
in spite of this, though, i think i am going to go out tonight and do my best to have fun.
second thoughts:
i have so much stuff brewing around in my head... my own thoughts, feelings & gut reactions, and the words of others. on some levels, i am trying to grasp where, between all those, reality lies - and i feel really fucking lost. on other levels, i cannot figure out at what point is this just playing, and at what point should the playing be halted and the rules re-evaluated - like if i'm taking certain situations way more seriously then they need to be taken *sigh*
and yes, i love being this vague, simply because most will guess as to which situations i am talking about, and most will be very wrong.
also funny how little random things can become a part of your existence - when i was 16, i found the quote "When play dies it becomes the Game. When sex dies it becomes Climax" somewhere on the internet - it was on a doors-related site, but i don't remember if it was attributed to morrison. in either case, it has been ingrained in me since, and moreso today.
typically, my life is an open book. i follow oscar wilde's advice - don't do anything you can't talk about after dinner. therefore, i don't do things i know i will regret or be ashamed of, and own up to my mistakes rather then trying to hide them.
i also have a habit of dealing with dilemmas and internal conflicts by talking them through. talking makes me re-evaluate my stance, and lets me gather the perspectives of others, which is typically a good thing.
but, when i am holding something inside that i can't talk to people about, it eats me up inside and really gets in the way of my ability to function and concentrate on the other things in life.
nofun, trust me.
in spite of this, though, i think i am going to go out tonight and do my best to have fun.
second thoughts:
i have so much stuff brewing around in my head... my own thoughts, feelings & gut reactions, and the words of others. on some levels, i am trying to grasp where, between all those, reality lies - and i feel really fucking lost. on other levels, i cannot figure out at what point is this just playing, and at what point should the playing be halted and the rules re-evaluated - like if i'm taking certain situations way more seriously then they need to be taken *sigh*
and yes, i love being this vague, simply because most will guess as to which situations i am talking about, and most will be very wrong.
also funny how little random things can become a part of your existence - when i was 16, i found the quote "When play dies it becomes the Game. When sex dies it becomes Climax" somewhere on the internet - it was on a doors-related site, but i don't remember if it was attributed to morrison. in either case, it has been ingrained in me since, and moreso today.
