three in the morning productions

pretty nothings

Because it's my life-- it's my story-- and I'm the fooking villain with the british accent.

I have been so emotionally wrought this week. I'll give PMS the benefit of a doubt as perhaps having something to do with it, though for the most part I think there's something going around, a spell of depression from which stress gives over to susceptibility. I have several friends who feel it stronger than others. For a while, I thought myself unaffected, but I've been so wrapped up in my effort at maintaining emotional stability that I am blind to those who are wanting in care. With those who are suffering, I firmly abide by a laissez-faire policy: let them stick it through, it'll pass, they will surely come out a stronger person.

This from one who has swam in the ocean of sorrow and abandon, and may yet know deeper depths. To think that "it's passed" and "through it all," "I'm the stronger one" may be the overconfidence that will lead to my downfall--granted that I am not already Fallen. But I don't think so. I believe there is still much goodness in me, sometimes lost in the swirl of chaos, but always there, to resurface again in the most volatile occasions. Faith is not so strange to me; I have Faith in myself to "do what's best each day as each day comes". And if that amounts to nothing, there is at least the Constant. The world will stay a Better Place, while the Daughter of Discord is yet sane.

09.20.02 - 3:54 p.m.

	pretty nothings *Because it's my life-- it's my story-- and I'm the fooking* villain with the british accent.** I have been so emotionally wrought this week. I'll give PMS the benefit of a doubt as perhaps having something to do with it, though for the most part I think there's something going around, a spell of depression from which stress gives over to susceptibility. I have several friends who feel it stronger than others. For a while, I thought myself unaffected, but I've been so wrapped up in my effort at maintaining emotional stability that I am blind to those who are wanting in care. With those who are suffering, I firmly abide by a laissez-faire policy: let them stick it through, it'll pass, they will surely come out a stronger person. This from one who has swam in the ocean of sorrow and abandon, and may yet know deeper depths. To think that "it's passed" and "through it all," "I'm the stronger one" may be the overconfidence that will lead to my downfall--granted that I am not already Fallen. But I don't think so. I believe there is still much goodness in me, sometimes lost in the swirl of chaos, but always there, to resurface again in the most volatile occasions. Faith is not so strange to me; I have Faith in myself to "do what's best each day as each day comes". And if that amounts to nothing, there is at least the Constant. The world will stay a Better Place, while the Daughter of Discord is yet sane. 09.20.02 - 3:54 p.m.