We Make Our Own Truths And Lies....truths

Does Everyone Feel This Way? When I Was Young, I Was Perpetually Overconfident Or Insecure. Either I Felt Completely Useless, Unattractive, And Worthless, Or That I Was Pretty Much A Success, And Everything I Did Was Bound To Succeed. When I Was Confident, I Could Overcome The Hardest Challenges. But All It Took Was The Smallest Setback For Me To Be Sure That I Was Utterly Worthless. Regaining My Self-confidence Had Nothing To Do With Success...whether I Experienced It As A Failure Or Triumph Was Utterly Dependent On My Mood.

Why? Why Does What Was Beautiful Suddenly Shatter In Hindsight Because It Concealed Dark Truths? Why Does The Memory Of Years Of Happy Marriage Turn To Gall When Our Partner Is Revealed To Have Had A Lover All Those Years? Because Such A Situation Makes It Impossible To Be Happy? But We Were Happy! Sometimes The Memory Of Happiness Cannot Stay True Because It Ended Unhappily. Because Happiness Is Only Real If It Lasts Forever? Because Things Always End Painfully If They Contained Pain, Conscious Or Unconscious, All Along? But What Is Unconscious, Unrecognized Pain?

Now To Escape Involves Not Just Running Away, But Arriving Somewhere.

When We Open Ourselves You Yourself To Me And I Myself To You, When We Submerge You Into Me And I Into You When We Vanish Into Me You And Into You I Then Am I Me And You Are You.

As An Author, You Can't Expect A Movie To Be An Illustration Of The Book. If That's What You Hope For, You Shouldn't Sell The Rights.