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Wednesday, 1 August 2018

Random tales

Distortion, controlling almost most of the stuff and people around you, things lying around in your rooms in a orderly or disorderly mess is alright. One cannot iron the world and wear it how they deem necessary. However tweaking it, adapting and surviving is up to you. Endless thoughts running in your head about a certain task is okay, at times. Not doing things in order is cool. I'm talking about this as I've been, since a child, always been keen about the nitty gritty details. To have everything in order, hoping nothing would go wrong and whining while it did. People respecting your boundaries and privacy. Not peeking into your matters or personal space as it's a concept alien to many. I then realized this was something that was going to happen inevitably. Coupled up with experiences (which I'm very thankful for), and observations and deductions (yes, I absolutely love and adore Sherlock). Assertiveness was something I wasn't familiar with a couple of years ago. I got prone to, maximizing the non-issues. This led to a build up in anxiety and a force I had to reckon with so strongly and it has almost felt like a battlefield ever since. And aiming for perfectionism. While perfectionism is not bad in it's entirety. It can be a nuisance at times, as it can riddle your mind. It has been classified by mental health professionals as something that raises discord in our lives. It can explicitly and implicitly lead to obsession and compulsion further causing OCD and other related conditions. I'd also further mention that I felt so riveted to talk about it as I've gained a bit of insight at least that much to talk about it a tiny bit. This is not even near scratching the surface what tens of thousands of human beings face worldwide. Every day, every moment while you read this and breathe. Every second!
Viewing things from a cracked point of view is okay. Making a thing so hilarious and laughing at it limitlessly is perfectly normal. As long as it makes you happy and is productive or makes someone else's time worthwhile. Someone who needs it. But then of course, always empathize and respect each person's boundaries. It's not being reserved or them pushing you away..

It's the smallest of things that matter and always will. Contentment is within your soul waiting to be explored. Living in the moment is what you've got to do. Happiness is what you create.