So, the last day before Thanksgiving Break was Tuesday, November 20. On Friday, November 16, I left for a wedding (just me and my mom)--and did not return until the night of Monday, November 19. Today is December 7, and things are ah just so bad. I remember being concentrated and focus towards school right before leaving for the wedding but, somehow that changed afterwards. It was a family wedding, and I didn't know anyone there. I haven't met these people before, even though they were family. My cousins were my mom's cousin's nieces and nephews. I talked to them, but there wasn't much to say...just questions like how many siblings you have, you know. Fast-forward to the wedding when people were dancing:
I remember wondering how they are having fun, enjoying themselves. I dunno anymore. I mean its like when you look out at the world and finally realize what you see, it's hard because--how can my soul rest, how can I enjoy, how can I anything, you know?
I’m 17 and in high school, and this sucks. I know this might be surprising coming from a 17 year old, but do take in mind that I am an old soul + an experience this summer made me matured a lot. This combined with the nature of my personality, which is calm and reserved, makes it difficult to know what to say anymore even with my own mother. She’s is somewhat worried, which is not something that I want, because I’ve seemed non-responsive towards her lately. But I don’t know what to do. I need someone to help me, but I don’t know who.
I’m seeing the sudden lack of motivation that has been continuing for the last week or two. It’s not that I am lazy, but nothing is driving me anymore. I try to make myself do my homework, but I’m not fully there or concentrated…merely doing my homework, if I can get myself to half focus on it, as if I am a robot or something. It feels like detachment from myself or something, I dunno. My focus has seemed to just disappear. There is a parable about a donkey that fell in a well, and farmers were shoving dirt at him…because he was old and useless, so why get him out. The donkey he kept climbing and climbing as dirt is being shoved at him, and before long he was up and over the well—and then he ran off.
I’m not exactly sure why I thought of this parable. I know that you might not understand everything I’ve said so far, but I sure could use some guidance.
2007-12-06
23:23:00
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Ah, I laugh'd at myself. Suddenly my problem has seem to disappear, or rather things are becoming more clear. All of your answers has helped me see things in retrospect. I think there was a bit of self-denial or thinking too much, trying to analyze what is occuring internally--which is quite difficult to do when you don't know why or where it stemed from exactly. Ah, tis the curse of the thinkers. Quite humorous if you think about it.
2007-12-07
12:37:00 ·
update #1