When one door closes, another one opens. These words of encouragement are spoken very often. They’re meant to bring you back from the brink. Take you to a place of comfort and cozy dreams.
It’s an illusion used to rescue you from yourself. And the first few times it works very well. It’s the same rollercoaster. First, you’re hopeful, then happy, and finally sad. The vicious cycle never ends.
Is it supposed to?
Balance. They say you need balance. How can you recognize good without evil? Happy without sad? Triumph without failure?
Eh, if you’re asking me? I’d say it’s best not to care. Yea, it can be a thrill. But it’s best to leave up your shields. Some pain is impossible to prepare for. What I find more important is to protect who you are.
Strength and resilience are the names of the game…at least I think so. Eh, but don’t listen to me. I’m clearly insane.
My communication is strictly 8 out of 10. I’ve got 0 friends. I’m a loner who depends on my hobbies to cope. Dating never lasts. Set the timer, and it’s three months max. I’m simply too much for some. Too weird. Too crazy. Too inconsistent. Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera!
I’m not saying it’s right. That I don’t need to change. I’ve tried, but still, I remain the same. I always revert. Maybe subconsciously, it’s my shield. Repel them before they hurt me. Who the fuck knows. I’m running out of steam. Time to close the door, so that another one can open. Cease my ramblings, and put an end to this LoOpy medley.
– Unstable LoOpy🍸