Just thought I'd let you all know.
Feedback is ALLLLLLLLWAYS appreciated.
Non-Erotic stuff, as per usual for me.
These pieces are actually one long piece but I split them up awhile ago.
It's probably one of my more personal pieces, one that I personally identify with. The idea of addiction, people tend to think that it only deals with substance abuse, but there's also an addiction dealing with how we perceive ourself. How we view ourselves, and how we respond to that.
While I've fortunately never had to deal with drugs, alcohol or sex problems (ahem...never had a problem with any of it...I LOVED it...lol) I've always dealt with self esteem issues, self respect issues, and a seemingly self destructive mindset where I would continue to fuck up time and time again and people would be like, "are you TRYING to get arrested" or "you were just begging to get caught"
My response was always "Yeah right, like why would I want to be arrested? why would I wanna get in trouble?"
However that response never really went to the root of issues I've dealt with. I'm an addict to failing, and I've succeeded at failing time and time again (wrap your heads around THAT one folks!)
Setting yourself up for failure is something that many people do, whether they realize it or not. Doing things that a "reasonable" person wouldn't and then being like, "oh well, I'm a fuck up, I couldn't hope to get that job, or win that person over, or make that person love me"
I've rambled enough and hopefully everyone isn't reading this going, "what the fuck is he talking about? None of that makes ANY sense whatsoever?"
My part 1 and part 2 of "My Encounter with Morris" is posted. The story originated out of two ideas.
1. The line "I got a job in a casino because after years of dealing drugs, dealing cards just made sense" came to me one day and I liked it.
2. I had an idea for a story about a cat that was an addict (drugs/alcohol) and would keep fucking up and killing himself with his excess, and jumping from one life to another, using them up until he got to his 9th. Never had a suitable finish to that.
The two ideas merged into this and the end result is "My Encounter with Morris"
Hope you all like it.
Feedback is ALLLLLLLLWAYS appreciated.
Non-Erotic stuff, as per usual for me.
These pieces are actually one long piece but I split them up awhile ago.
It's probably one of my more personal pieces, one that I personally identify with. The idea of addiction, people tend to think that it only deals with substance abuse, but there's also an addiction dealing with how we perceive ourself. How we view ourselves, and how we respond to that.
While I've fortunately never had to deal with drugs, alcohol or sex problems (ahem...never had a problem with any of it...I LOVED it...lol) I've always dealt with self esteem issues, self respect issues, and a seemingly self destructive mindset where I would continue to fuck up time and time again and people would be like, "are you TRYING to get arrested" or "you were just begging to get caught"
My response was always "Yeah right, like why would I want to be arrested? why would I wanna get in trouble?"
However that response never really went to the root of issues I've dealt with. I'm an addict to failing, and I've succeeded at failing time and time again (wrap your heads around THAT one folks!)
Setting yourself up for failure is something that many people do, whether they realize it or not. Doing things that a "reasonable" person wouldn't and then being like, "oh well, I'm a fuck up, I couldn't hope to get that job, or win that person over, or make that person love me"
I've rambled enough and hopefully everyone isn't reading this going, "what the fuck is he talking about? None of that makes ANY sense whatsoever?"
My part 1 and part 2 of "My Encounter with Morris" is posted. The story originated out of two ideas.
1. The line "I got a job in a casino because after years of dealing drugs, dealing cards just made sense" came to me one day and I liked it.
2. I had an idea for a story about a cat that was an addict (drugs/alcohol) and would keep fucking up and killing himself with his excess, and jumping from one life to another, using them up until he got to his 9th. Never had a suitable finish to that.
The two ideas merged into this and the end result is "My Encounter with Morris"
Hope you all like it.
