Tuesday, November 19, 2002


this "so called" christian bubble is all bullocks.

i really don't want to be friends with everyone.
being popular never completed me.
being in the spotlight doesn't give me a "rush of excitement"
or an intrinsic sense of worth.

i like simple things
i like small groups of no more than 3.
i like being alone.
this whole community thing is nothing but a false sense of security.

the fake plastic smiles.
the empathetic nods, the active listening, the empathic responses.
it's all a bloody game.
it's all in search for the "right" answers...
it's all in hopes to say something that will help your patient feel like he or she lives a fulfilling life.
well, i'm sorry but it's a fucking lie.
the manuals are wrong.

i need to say something positive
or i'll be lynched
or maybe something far worse,
someone will make it their christian duty to "counsel" me.

so i conclude with this.

"this poor man called, and the Lord heard him; he saved him out of all his troubles." - Psalm 34:6