This is me
Hi.
I'm feeling optimistic and somewhat low as well. I've decided to start exercising and to have a balanced diet, again. A few months ago, I had lost about 10 Kg of weight with some not-too-great effort. But I left the habit for some reason.
Otherwise, I've been quite lonely these years even if I talk to and work with people in college. I still nevertheless have contact with some of my childhood friends, who are in other parts of the world. Nowadays I'm used to chat with one of them; I've been conversing with him in a way I had not done in years, and it's usually me who is the "talker" and him the listener. It's hard to make new friends in college.
Have you ever felt the power of choice? I have, and hence my signature. I wish that the feeling would persist. The realization alone that your choice has heavy weight is a blessing. And to react against a misfortune makes your situation even worse: whenever a bad thought or misfortune strikes me, I try to stop resisting whenever I remember.
The struggle is real; so is the frustation. I do not want to accuse. I do not want to accuse life of my condition. There is no justification for not wanting to see the glass half full.
“I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.” D. H. Lawrence
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I choose to be happy.