Don't just exist. Live. Get up and live your life. Think, feel, love, all of these things that are so crucial- do it! Realize who you are and just how much you can accomplish (it is astonishing, I assure you)... and then do it. What kind of world would it be if everyone thought without excuses, if we loved without fear, if we felt without flinching? What kind of world would it be if we all lived our lives completely? What an amazing thing it would be.
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To take a moment for myself everyday. I never used to do that- I always lived for other people, and neglected myself. Now, if I ever want to be of use to anyone, I have to learn to occasionally put my needs first.
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Overcoming my disabilites. I let them get the better of me for years. I was, essentially, a shut-in. Too afraid to leave the house, slept during the day to avoid my family. Even people like me get tired of being alone, though, and I ended up designing my own treatment to overcome my anxiety and depression. Now, even after developing physical problems, I am functioning at something close to normal capacity. Sure, I still get overstimulated when I'm around too many people for too long, and I still have to fight the urge to hole up and hide again every day, but hey. What doesn't kill you...
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Suffering is an indication that something needs to be changed. Just as the body uses pain stimulus to avoid worse injury, suffering serves a like function for the mind, the spirit, and for a society. There is no intrinsic value to suffering: the only value suffering has is found in learning to alleviate it, cherishing the lack of it, and fostering empathy. But suffering in and of itself? No, I don't believe so.
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Shockingly good, given my history! I used to be very acqusitive, spendthrift, wasteful, and selfish. I'd constantly buy things, and I'd buy things I knew would wear out sooner rather than later. I didn't really care about or plan for the future- I'd just assumed I didn't really have one, so why bother? I also couldn't justify buying anything good for myself. I'd turn down clothing, furniture, and food as "too good" for me... as though the quality would be wasted on the likes of myself.
Now is a whole different story. I treat myself to one high-quality item every few months. I buy clothing with classic lines that will wear well and stay stylish for a few years. I buy fresh vegetables and fruit and jar them if I won't eat them soon. Because of this, I'm learning to save my money for emergencies, and I actually have a slight surplus for once!
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"What the heck just happened there?!"
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Every few months I have the sort of migraine that, along with the usual symptoms, temporarily leaves me partially paralyzed or mute. I have to rely on my roommates and my fiance to help me do the most basic things- eat, drink, use the toilet. It's humiliating. It also helps me realize exactly how much worse things can be. I could be completely alone, too.
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No. Not in a corporeal form. Don't get me wrong, I don't dislike living or anything like that. Physical immortality just strikes me as selfish. It's like an eternal version of the kid that locks other kids in the closet during a total solar eclipse so they won't distract him while he's experiencing it.
As far as spiritual immortality, sure! Why not?
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The difference between unreasoning fear and caution is that if I have a really tiny, loud, gibbering madwoman rampaging about my skull, I know it's unreasoning fear. Caution is simply a sudden, cold, almost unemotional clarity. I don't always know what sets it off until later, but it's always accurate. As an example: A guy we ran into at a bar had been hitting on my friend all night. He kept getting more and more aggressive towards her, but then he just suddenly eased off. The look in his eye caused me to grab her beer out of her hand before she could take a drink. I poured it out, on him, and yep. Part of a dissolved tablet in the bottom of the glass. I didn't know that was what I would find when I did it... it only made concious sense afterwards. Of course, my intuition is never a concious thing, so that's just par for the course.
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