Poems of emotions
The color of black darkness of the night
It sounds like a mean yell
It has a bitter sweet taste
And it looks mean evil and hate
From my point of view, I was not convinced that trust is an emotion. Emotions are generated by the Ego, yet when you trust someone, the Ego is handing over a part of its job of protecting you to somebody else. So its neither being a total master nor a slave either. So when I ask myself what then is it, I do not have an answer. That obliges me to…
Not just accomodating; they are helping to create these disorders.
Is it an illness if I feel bad because my mom beat the shit out of me as a child? NO
The doctor prescribes.
Is it an illness when my Brazilian friend is sad and lonely when her husband is at work, her family…