As I write this, I find it difficult to compose my thoughts. I worry that it might not be as profound as it could potentially be, but I do not feel that worry. Right now, I don't quite feel anything.
I blame the medications for these; before I had felt a large spectrum of emotions, perhaps too large - but that is what I am used to, and being stuck in an emotional stasis leaves me to be but content with what I have, and that is stability.
Overall, I find this stability and
A rift has emerged in my mind - the division of truth as it penetrates through my thoughts has caused a sense of discord. I will attempt to explain; there are two sides of me which I have come to distinguish as two separate identities: 'myself,' and 'my self.'
'Myself' is the sense of self that I readily feel. It is ever-present, it is seen by about everyone. Many people see different aspects of me - what they, more importantly, [i]choose[/i] to see. I am a diamond not in the image
One of the great joys in my life is to spread love to others. To give them care, to lift them up, help them carry themselves, and most of all, prove to them they are worthy of being loved. Change, or more accurately, growth, is one of the main focuses of my life. You can spread love, but there is so much more one can do. There is a great seed of unearthed potential in every human being, and I work to bring that out.
I received a scholarship back in May to come to Germany for a year.