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When It All Gets to be Too Much
Saving myself from falling into the abyss
Those who read my work know that I enjoy researching deeply into issues. Doing so helps to somewhat satisfy my insatiable curiosity.
I really resent when someone tries to “pull the wool over my eyes.” I don’t want to be anyone’s patsy. That’s why I spend so much time digging deep, and have never been able to simply accept “status quo” answers.
I will always fight against being a willing participant in my own demise.
Almost everyone I know thinks that I am crazy for needing to look into seemingly every little thing. Many accuse me of trying to be “smarter than everyone else.”
Yet, that is not why I search for answers; I honestly enjoy research, as weird as that sounds. I love to read and seek out views from other people. People who have had different life experiences and perspectives; perspectives that I may be otherwise blind to, due to unconscious bias.
But when my jaw starts to clench, and my heart starts to race, as I search through the layers upon layers of lies that are promoted by the mass media; I know that it’s time to leave off for the day. I am no longer serving myself or anyone else by trudging through more pages of documents.
