WordsMogSail

Yes, words can hurt, hurt a lot, destroy and even kill. They have so much power. I have found out about it, more than once poisoned by the words of my own father, my own mother, on that day when an unknown state triggered me by Markiewicz. I never blamed my father for that. I understood him that my mother despises him, ignores him, does not love him. I understood, but from the moment I started getting sick I hate him. Words can even kill. Today I had an argument with my mother about the vacuum cleaner. In this panic I had to take some drops to calm me down. Surprisingly, they helped me a lot. I took about 30 drops. Brilliantly calms down, in case of problems I will have my weapon. Accepting the state, pain - it doesn't work for me. Let's compare our condition from December - by not taking drugs, I have brought myself to a beautiful state. Then he quarrels over drugs. It took my good talk, although I tried to grunt something: you better be careful because I can take a noose, hang myself and then people just think about you !!! Besides, in the morning I did Streatching + exercises. After a thorough analysis of all the exercises, it seems to me that I can do all of them in the field by changing push-ups on the chairs to the usual push-ups :) I have also written all the stretching exercises that I am able to do. I also learned how useful brain wave vibration is for the feet. It took away all the stress in the body. First a few relaxing kivans to the sides, then very long feet. It was like a hydroxyzine injection in the Dietl hospital. I forget about the music for the diary again, which makes me not want to write it, I will turn it on in a moment. It's better now. PyroZone's madtracker music is brilliant electronic music. The mother feels stress again. I repeated the affirmations: I believe that only something good will come out of this situation. I created negative situations in my life myself. The negative situation is there to meet the inner need. What is the inner need - love? I also read the rebirth of the Phoenix today. A really interesting audiobook. I found out about outstanding people, how the author had passed with the wind to 32 publishers with her book. Nobody wanted her. And yet she finally found the publisher of the book that found something in it that the others did not find. The filming of the film became the greatest cinematic hit of the 20th century, and the novel became a bestseller. Einstein was one of the worst students in school, and today he is recognized as the greatest mind of all time. I also believe in myself. I believe that I am physically ill, my mental problems persistent a long time ago. And I hope the strong truth destroys the lie and I will eventually find a doctor to cure me. Today I learned a lot. PS I would like to forget I had a moment of slight euphoria after alcohol. Music for the diary makes me really want to write.