{"id":27,"date":"2024-07-14T00:19:00","date_gmt":"2024-07-14T05:19:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dickitysix.com\/?p=27"},"modified":"2024-07-24T13:54:55","modified_gmt":"2024-07-24T17:54:55","slug":"realisations","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/nocarrier.blog\/?p=27","title":{"rendered":"realisations"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>i&#8217;ve always struggled with the concept of mental health.  like, in theory i understand, but in practice it never made sense to me.  i think i&#8217;ve always had a pretty strong hold of my thoughts and feelings, i&#8217;m not usually prone to sudden outbursts of emotion, i can usually rationalize most things, i can usually win the battle between brain and heart easily enough.  so things like depression for example just always seemed kind of made up to me.  like it was just a convenient excuse to get out of anything because heaven forbid anyone ever calls you out on it.   like ok, you&#8217;re sad, great, suck it up butter cup, i&#8217;m sad too, but we got shit to do, so bottle that shit up and lets go.  it doesn&#8217;t make sense to stay in bed all day, it doesn&#8217;t make sense to zone out, none of that behavior makes sense!  if you have something you need to do, then do it.  or don&#8217;t, but then be prepared for the consequences.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>i think part of the problem is that i&#8217;ve always seen it black and white like that.  as if all the world was binary and there are always only 2 values possible.  i mean, for a lot of things it really is like that.  right or wrong, up or down, more or less, in or out, yes or no&#8230; but feelings&#8230; mother fucking feelings&#8230; they ain&#8217;t so binary i am slowly realizing.  i mean, i know there are not only 2 feelings, but for pretty much my whole adult life i&#8217;ve treated most feelings like an on\/off switch.  you&#8217;re happy about something or you&#8217;re not.  you are sad about something or you&#8217;re not.  you&#8217;re nervous or you&#8217;re not.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>you love someone or you don&#8217;t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>wait&#8230; what was that last one?  you love someone or you don&#8217;t&#8230;  ouff&#8230; i&#8217;m not so sure any more.  i mean, for most people in my life it&#8217;s true.  i love z and l and would take a bullet for them no matter what.  n and m, even though it is not usually reciprocated, i love whole heartedly as well.  e, j, g, t, all of them, say the word and i&#8217;m there, no questions asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>k8 i will always love, even though she&#8217;s no longer present in my life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>k i will always love&#8230; but&#8230; i don&#8217;t think in the same way&#8230; in some ways it&#8217;s more than all the other&#8217;s combined, but in other ways, it&#8217;s the exact opposite.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>think of it this way, i always believed i lived in a world where everything is binary, there are valid values of 1 and 0.  everything is easily processed and categorized.  and then all of a sudden there&#8217;s a 2.  and a 3.  and an l,m,n,o and p as well as a, emoji representing macaroni salad.  how do you process that?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>i guess that&#8217;s what i have been feeling for a while.  and my stupid brain just rejected the &#8220;faulty&#8221; data and only accepted the valid 1&#8217;s and 0&#8217;s.  but all of a sudden now i am realizing there are petabytes of this supposed invalid data in the cache and it all needs to be processed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>i&#8217;ve got some work to do.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>i&#8217;ve always struggled with the concept of mental health. like, in theory i understand, but in practice it never made sense to me. i think i&#8217;ve always had a pretty strong hold of my thoughts and feelings, i&#8217;m not usually prone to sudden outbursts of emotion, i can usually rationalize most things, i can usually &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/nocarrier.blog\/?p=27\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">realisations<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,8,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-27","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-sad","category-happy","category-love"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nocarrier.blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nocarrier.blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nocarrier.blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nocarrier.blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nocarrier.blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=27"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/nocarrier.blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":183,"href":"https:\/\/nocarrier.blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27\/revisions\/183"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nocarrier.blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=27"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nocarrier.blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=27"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nocarrier.blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=27"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}