Missa Da Requiem

Not a good weekend. Perhaps the week ahead will be filled with the usual to provide a distraction to my over challenged mind. I like to spend time alone and aside from work, have spent many a long period in solitude which can be fantastic for the peace - but not when thoughts are allowed to work overtime. The many years have allowed me to block out much sorrow and torment, however there's always some reminder lurking deep within the dark corners of my mind.
One cannot change the traits of an inbuilt personality - no matter the drugs or therapy. One must try to cope with thoughts and being. Sometimes, I hate the silence and moreso, that process of sinking back to thoughts of despair can be trying. Memories are worse and can be torture to deal with.

It's all good for now - but one day, I hope it will better for good.