Staying Sane

Some notes on staying sane. It's really fucking hard to do sometimes. Especially when it seems that the entire world is campaigning to raise your blood pressure. When you feel deadlocked in this state of constant guarding of emotions, yet the desire to be honest, to be a good person, but to also do the things that I want to. How forgiving is to forgiving, when is it okay to just let people make their own choices? And feel honestly about it? To be open about jealousy, possessiveness, pain and suffering. Are we not just humans? Can we not be stupid out of our own free will? I am not a delicate flower, I must weather the harshness of the world and all of its cruel honesty. And nothing will protect me. Nothing.