Came across this in my Documents folder.

I am the only one who ultimately controls my emotions and situation, and the only person whose habits I can change. Trying to change someone else’s habits is fruitless and frustrating.

I am entitled to feel whatever I feel whenever I feel it, and to love and be loved in return. Anything else is selling myself short.

I am entitled to pay attention to my own needs. This does not have to lead to a fight, and does not invalidate my needs if It does.

I am entitled to fulfillment, and for people to treat me well.

There are many things that I am good at, and I should feel proud of them.

I don’t have to feel trapped by life. When I do, I can change my responses to behavior in order to not feel trapped.

Identifying patterns that are destructive or no longer productive is the first step to improving my quality of life.

Growing up is a process that is not easy, takes time and requires patience and courage. I have more of that than I think I do.
See Also: Jeremy’s Rules For A Better Life

I’m a big fan in the concepts of Rational Emotive Behavior Therapy, which basically states (in the most simple terms) that we are controlled not by what happens to us, but by what how we process what happens to us. This bit of knowledge has helped me to no end, to learn to focus on the “automatic” behavioral patterns that are so destructive to ones everyday life, so that the patterns that keep you from being the kind of person that you’d like to be can be controlled and revised as necessary.

Required reading, if this sounds like something that you’d be interested in learning more about, here are a few suggestions)

http://www.hackyourself.org

Found this whilst digging through some old backups, thought it was kinda good.

Date: 12/11/2001

1:30 in the morning
konkrete jungle
suddenly
al green
so tired of bein alone
smiles break
so tired of on-my-own
heads bob
wont you help me girl
as soon as you can

later
empty street
again
stranger sings
music passes over the bluster
words don’t fare as well
from a city with an open wound
music

The Cello Hut
Originally uploaded by claudez.



I miss camp.