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Blissful Dissociation

Sat Dec 20, 2008, 3:08 AM
  • Mood: Relief
  • Listening to: Death Magnetic....still
  • Reading: Twilight....yeah....
  • Playing: MOAR WoW!
  • Eating: Macadamia nut popcorn
  • Drinking: jus' water....still
The first semester of grad school is over and I've learned a lot about myself. It's very easy for me to "drift off" as it were. This could be daydreaming at times, but more often than not it is literally me not being here. I'm physically there per se, but mentally I'm elsewhere. Where exactly I am depends, but it sure as hell isn't now, in the moment.

After a good week or two of thinking about this little revelation I realize this was my defense mechanism. All this time I thought my main way of "dealing" with stuff was to intellectualize and rationalize. That is to say I would overthink and overanalyze things, which allowed me to step back from painful or uncomfortable stuff and deal with it in a less threatening way. But no, my main way of dealing with bad, uncomfortable, painful, or boring situations was just to not be there. The more I think about it, the more I realize huge chunks of my life aren't something I can easily remember, if I remember them at all. Thanks to all the crap I went through in junior high and high school I learned to just send my mind elsewhere until I got back to doing something I liked (or stopped feeling something I didn't like).

This is all very important to me because one of the hallmarks of good therapy is the ability to be present, which is to say the ability to be there in the moment with the person. It's also important to me because now I know why I'm denser than most heavy metals; it's because over a decade ago I made a conscious decision to not feel things, and the way I went about not feeling things resulted in me not being there. It's hard to notice stuff when you're not there. Likewise, it's hard to notice little things about what a person says or does if your mind is off somewhere else.

I call it Blissful Dissociation. It's my own little take on blissful ignorance; that which you are unaware of cannot hurt you. In my case, I was aware of it, but I consciously chose not to be present with it, which let me fool myself into thinking I wasn't there and thus not experiencing it. A kind of sick take on "mind over matter".

Now I have to stop it. You'd be surprised how friggin' hard it is to constantly stay "in the moment", how very easy it is for me to just drift off into what happened yesterday, or what will happen later today, or just some weird random creation of my mind. It's how I got through so much unpleasant stuff, whether it's from the long and boring drive up to Vegas I'm doing in a few days, to the pain of having to re-make new friends at new schools three times in one school year (or the loss of hearing your best friend hung himself).

But at least now I know, and I know how to stop it.

Uber Cute Puppies!

Wed Nov 12, 2008, 8:18 PM
  • Mood: Sentimental
  • Listening to: Death Magnetic....bitches
  • Reading: Twilight....yeah....
  • Watching: Daily Show
  • Playing: Gears of War 2
  • Eating: Cookies
  • Drinking: jus' water
A friend of mine showed me this and...well...like the title says, it's a link about Uber Cute Puppies.

[link]

But not just any link....a link of live streaming video involving the aforementioned Uber Cute Puppies. Seriously.

On a more....uncomfortable note....yeah, I've been reading the Twilight series. I feel f*cking dirty doing it, because it's considered "teen romance" and that makes me feel so very very wrong, but at the same time, it's actually a pretty good series, much to my surprise.

Perhaps worst of all, I find myself wanting to see the movie when it comes out. I hate being such a damn hopeless romantic >.<

There will be BRAWL!

Mon Oct 6, 2008, 5:19 PM
  • Mood: Mesmerized
  • Listening to: Death Magnetic....bitches
  • Playing: more mario kart
  • Eating: airheads
  • Drinking: jus' water
[link]

Seriously.

In a Dystopian Mushroom Kingdom, corruption and avarice reign supreme. Even the greatest heroes of the land have buckled beneath the overwhelming will of the amoral elite. When a series of grisly crimes pushes an unlikely champion to seek the truth, a mystery unfolds that could completely destroy everything he holds dear.

So great.

Flute Link

Tue Aug 26, 2008, 2:19 AM
  • Mood: Mesmerized
  • Listening to: the howls of the damned
  • Playing: more mario kart
  • Eating: airheads
  • Drinking: jus' water
[link]=p8gLKntVKU4

Go. Watch it. Be entertained.

It seems that, in a cruel twist of fate, there is an equal sign and a lower case p next to one another, resulting in the smiley of =p being inserted in the middle of the URL I attempted to link. So, for those still interested in seeing some Flute Link Awesomeness, here's the link to the video, written in such a way to allow you to easily copy and paste its Win into your browser (and, for no reason, I will say the word link another five times. linklinklinklinklink):

http: //www.youtube.com/watch?v=

p8gLKntVKU4

Make sure you remove the space between the : next to the http and the double backslashes when you put this in. Yes yes, I know, not exactly as easy as I had planned it to be, but worth it nonetheless.

Gymnastics FTW!

Fri Aug 15, 2008, 12:51 AM
  • Mood: Mesmerized
  • Listening to: the howls of the damned
  • Playing: more mario kart
  • Eating: nothing :(
  • Drinking: jus' water
Well, we (that is to say, the US) kicked butt in the all-around individual women's gymnastics. Nastia Liukin took first with Shawn Johnson in second, and it was gorgeous.

Some of you may have heard me say that I'm just a big romantic teddy bear at heart, and, well, said teddy bear comes out in full force when I watch anything involving grace and elegance, be it ballet, gymnastics, or even, in some cases, a well-ran Le Mans classic.

Tonight was insane. It wasn't perfect, but it was damn near, and most importantly, it was just beautiful to watch, hitting me in the part of my being that most appreciates the work and dedication it takes for those rarest, most fleeting moments of beauty.

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