I've finally cornerd myself into making two different paths in my life.. the one I decide will be my fate.. i just don't know which to pick.. need some help or advice

go to north carolina for three weeks

or

go to the psych ward for three weeks

I'd have to say... North Carolina is much more pleasent sounding.

lol.. i thought so too

Yeah so nobody truly makes charcter unless they go through some bullshit to get there. That's how you learn about yourself. Stereotypes aside,pick the place that between the two is going to be the most beneficial to you. And benefit does'nt always come in a positive form. Most of the everything that we take with us comes from going through the hardship and negative times.
It your choice. You know which positions to put yourself in and where you will be stretched too thin.  

--Last edited by Junebug on 2007-08-14 23:01:57 --

you know.. now I'm a bit confused.. I never realized how truly opposite you two are.. he's the yin to your yang.. interesting...

shit.. I know.. I know the best path is probably to go to the damn psych ward.. but I'm a bit too scared to do that.. I don't know if it's an excuse that I'm using or what.. but I want to try out all of my options before I do that and go there.. I basically want that to be my last resort...

I figured I would go to north carolina.. kinda clear my head a little.. and enjoy some much needed peaceful scenary.. wish I could call my cousin and tell her not to leave yet.. she's going to be down here for two more weeks.. not sure how close that is to the fourth.. but none the less I'll do my damnest to make sure she doesn't leave without me!! lol.. I'd really love to stay down there for a month.. but some people don't think that's a good idea.. for reasons I'm sure they think are just... still.. you are right.. it is my decision.. and a decision a little too tough to make on my own..

though I really need to soul search.. which I can basically do anywhere.. actually thinking I would love to spend some more time with my friend Crystal.. for some odd reason she puts my soul at ease.. could be cause she's church going.. almost as if to say she speaks the word of God.. she preaches a lot about the Bible.. which is cool.. it puts me at ease to know that there is SOMEONE taking care of me in a sense.. not to preach here.. just something I feel...

anywho.. thinks for the advice.. sounds a lot like what I say to myself

*laugh*yea.I know.Brain and i compliment each other in plenty of ways but when we conflict we defiantely conflict. You know?
He's the steering and i'm the gas.
It works well enough most of the time.
God is good. And you are smart to save your own beliefs. Everyone has their own ideas about how things are mostly because fo how they were raised.
I have faith becuase it's what i have seen for the first chunk of me being in existance.And he fuuny part of that is i've had oo extremes modeled to me to pick from during my childhood.
My mother is Catholic and my father is an atheist. I was given both examples of being aware and i have found some brand of solitude in the middle.
Truly, you won't know which way is the 'right' one until you pick something.
Keep your friends close and their reassurance closer. Somehow it's easier to go to your pillows when things fuck up over contemplation of things fucking up,you know?

I was forced to go to church as a kid.. so i didn't want to go for the good chunk of my teenage years.. now a days and for awhile.. i've been wanting to go... my mom and dad said they go with me.. yet we have yet to find a church at all... bleh....

My mother was baptized catholic.. and so were my aunts and uncle.. and everyone before them.. but my mom said she didn't baptize any of her kids cause she felt that she didn't have a choice in her baptism (did i say that right?).. and she wanted us to be able to chose our own way...

but there for a long time I went to baptist churches.. and i actually have come to love them... so I'm sticking with that... though my friends are trying to convince me to go to a Christian church lol.. i won't budge..

i know what you mean by easier to go to your pillows when things fuck up.. but i go to my covers!! LOL!!.. really though.. i'm use to hiding under my covers.. i think it's because when my mom was depressed she'd hide under her covers.. so it's something I've done since i was a kid..

the only time i've done that recently (so to speak) was when i was at my (ex's now) fiancee's house and her family would fight a lot.. i mean knock down drag down fights.. fists were flying people were getting beat.. it wasn't something I liked to see.. so I hid under the covers every time i heard yelling.. like i was a little girl.. i hate that little girl btw.. she seems to never go away.. anyway.. i did that for nine years.. so yeah.. i know what you mean.. sucks