Being alive: a primer
Monday, May 12th, 2008Here’s to the fucked up. The crazy ones. The misfits. The chronic wallflowers The suicidal. The manic. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. And while some may see you as the ones with weird issues, I see life. Because sometimes, just sometimes, the people who are fucked up enough to think they don’t fit in this world, Are the ones who change it.
1. Trinity said it best. The Matrix cannot tell you who you are.
Just as I stole the general structure of the opening verse from an old Macintosh ad, I stole this soundbite and others from Alone from The Last Psychiatrist. Credit where it’s due: it’s another hipster quoting the Wachowskis about the same context I do. I’m also gonna steal some soundbites from Jerod Poore, the mastermind behind Crazy Meds! All of these might be used way out of context. Do read these guys. They kick ass, know more about the psychostuff than I do and make for general pleasant reading. But let me cut to the chase and repeat it.blog blog journal ger
The Matrix cannot tell you who you are. The Matrix cannot tell you who you are.
The first step out is acceptance. Self-acceptance.
Some of the most fucked up people I know are people who invest all their energy and all their soul into passing. Passing as what they’ve grown to believe normality is. Passing as what their parents expected them to be like, passing as what their peers have always been like, passing as someone in their condition is supposed to be like. These are the people who can’t give a shred of an answer when you ask them who they are. They are, um, what people are. Normal people.