We can’t be perfect and we can’t be perfect at everything. The best way I can describe it is that we are not aware of our own thoughts or our own actions. We are not aware of our own pain, and we are not aware of the pain of our self.
In other words, we are not aware of our own pain. We are not aware of our own anger, and we are not aware of our own self-hatred. We are not aware of our own weakness and we are not aware of our own self-loathing.
Self-awareness is the very thing that keeps us from becoming blind to our own actions. We are aware of that we are capable of good and that we are capable of evil. We are aware that we are capable of good and that we are capable of evil. But we are also aware that we are also capable of good and that we are capable of evil. We are aware of our own weakness and we are aware of our own self-hatred.
Self-awareness is one of the greatest gifts that anyone can potentially give to themselves. By being aware of the actions we’re capable of doing, we can be better equipped to act correctly. Our awareness of our own actions keeps us from making dumb mistakes and it also prevents us from acting on our most destructive impulses. I’m not saying we should stop doing things we want to do or that we shouldn’t talk about the things that we want to do.
When you’re trying to improve, it’s a good idea to have a list of things you want to improve and then put a plan in place to make sure that you’re taking the steps necessary to achieve those goals. Most people don’t do this. They think they are doing it all by themselves, but they aren’t.
We’ve all been in situations where we make stupid, terrible, or harmful decisions. But the thing is, these things happen because we make them. They just happen, but if we were to make a list of things we want to do, then we’d be able to act on our most destructive impulses without the fear of being paralyzed by inaction. We’d be able to do something without the fear of being stuck in a time loop of our own making.
One of the things that makes being suicidal more or less “normal” is that people are more likely to do something if they think they’re doing it alone. When people think they are alone, they aren’t. They’re more likely to feel their best, give themselves permission to do things, or try to find the courage to end a life.
I think most of us have been to the point of wanting to die multiple times but never actually did. But for a lot of us, there were times in our lives when we felt like we had no choice, and we knew that we could never kill ourselves. When we actually did kill ourselves, the only thing that seemed to come through was an overwhelming sense of relief. The reality was we had no control over what happened, but at least we felt the pain.
One of the reasons I love to write about death is because I’m able to explore the process of dying from a perspective that I don’t often get to see. It’s easy to feel like we’re not in control of our own lives, or that we’re just going through the motions so that we can have a better life for ourselves.
The very first thing I remember after I woke up on the beach at the beginning of the game was being stabbed in the chest with a knife. I was already feeling woozy and nauseous and I remember thinking that was the most normal thing I had ever felt in my life. I was even more surprised when I heard footsteps in the distance and felt my heart rate spike.
