5:54 p.m. - 2006-08-28
Educational Philosophies.
No family is perfect. No person is, for that matter. I try to do the right things and when I fuck up-because I can royally fuck up sometimes-I am so damn hard on myself, which I've realized is unfair when it gets to a certain point; with me, it gets to that point. Eventually, I understand that I'm not perfect; I'm only attempting to survive and once I've learned to do that, I can live happily (at least most of the time). It must take a lifetime to truly learn how to survive in such diverse situations. Life is shaky, shady, fun, sketchy, sensual, relieving, surprising, audacious, creative, loving, hateful, and joyous. Now, how in the hell is one to survive in such jumpy conditions. I'm not perfect, but I will strive to make the ones I love happy and make myself happy, just as long as I do my best not to hurt anyone in the process.
Also, I want to LIVE! I want to want. I want to heal so my sex life can heal. I want to be healthy. I want run, jump, hide, play, sing, dance, love, hug, have strong abs, have a healthy heart, say yes to fruits and veggies, say no to added sugar, I want to stay alive and experience wonders.
