I am the loose string sticking out of my sweater that I cannot pull...

Down in the dumps
I thought about something briefly that kinda made me sad...and then I got into the whole rut thang. I've talked to other people lately and read also about people that are down in the dumps... And I started to wonder, what is it in our nature that when things go wrong, that we sulk. It almost seems as though it's inherent...a period of wallowing in self-pity and attacking our own self-esteem. As if the rest of the world didn't do enough to try to attack it already, showing us what we should look like, how much we should make, what we should have, what would make us happy, etc... and now, we are doing it OURSELVES??? That freakin sucks. We all do it...some are just better at it than others... it's funny...we all know we shouldn't do that...but we do it anyway... it's just scary cuz it's possible to get stuck in that lil world of wallowing. Oh well...

"Remember not the mistakes in your life, rather, the lessons learned."