The mouth of truth

I wonder sometimes if God was lookin down at us and his heart aches. When we give up on ourselves. Or when everything is fucking screwed...and we put ourselves down like it doesnt matter. Like we are not worth a shit. Like nothing was ever worth a shit. Read ur blog.

That feeling that no one cares abt u. That u need someone anyone to come save u. I guess I've got that so much that it's not really an issue anymore.


----the Idea of Repressors-----
Was reading this article about Defense Mechanisms that we humans develop. Repression -- a way pple keep unpleasant memories out of their conscious mind. Repression is a compensatory style that deals with threat and stress by blocking unpleasant emotional experiences that might bring up anxiety, distress and vulnerability. Repressors have a chronic inaccessiblilty filter that keeps then from experiencing the world through their emotions. They feel attacked and then distant and isolate from others when they are stressed. They are conflict avoidant and cannot tolerate working things out to the satisfaction of others. Repressors have one emotion - A to A. Anger is a substitute emotion for the hurt and disappointment they might feel. Anger takes them out of their emotional flat line and becomes their dominant emotion. They are stressed bu having to deal with others on an emotional level and change the subject or evade the issue to keep pple who are upset from bothering them. They tend to be aggressive and have a higher belief in themselves than most pple. On the positive side, Repressors are often less neurotic than those who express their feelings easier. They can see events objectively without emotions clouding up the issue. People who repress their feelings view themselves as "thinkers" and proudly use their intellect to process information. They often intellectualize, trying to explain emotional painful feelings through thought.

So...there. Is that u.

And then there is this part abt narcissim. Maybe next time.

Guess God will be fine. Even when we arent. Coz we were meant to take pain. Feel pain. But survive it.