I realize that with my brain chemicals craving for some pleasure, it accounts for my private mischief. I do it so often behind closed doors and in the closet. I'm pretty much like that because I think there's a point to feel bad about it and not to let out to the whole world.
What I feel is that I think others are going to treat me like how I would treat them. The way I treat others is that I don't really pay attention to them that much. I also try to be condoning as much as possible too. Putting aside my angry considerations, I'm starting to focus more on making myself happy by going after solving those situations that just bug me.
I think it's just like lighting a candle or flipping on the switch. Sure, the world can become a place where I run out of breath and have to slow down, but I'm going on a journey and trying to improve myself better than I was before.
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