Would you leave your life behind for some crazy, cult-like ranch?
I don’t know exactly what I’m running away from.. I don’t hate my life, my family, my friends.. it’s just, so much work for so little. It feels like life takes more of a mental toll on me then it does for most others, I think way too much about consequence&repercussions, “what if” scenerios/daydreams that border on hallucinations…
I think way too hard about what I’ve said and done, analyzing without my say so.. I can’t stop being me. My brain hurts, i’m so tired, I just want to lay down and sleep. There’s always an alarm ringing, a clock making sure that I stay awake. So tired of my easy, successful life. My life would be so easy for someone not so bogged down by anxiety. I’m lazy, unwilling to overcome my challenges because the reward seems like utter shyte. The reward, happiness; a substance that has never mixed well with me. Happiness… I know what would make me happy; an end to human ignorance, or at least serious fines for it. I don’t want chemical castration; bun dat!
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It depends on the Cult or group, but yes I would.
Where ya thinking of going ?
I’ve thought of Quakers, Minonites and the like. I’m too into my own ways at 51. They probably wouldn’t have the tolerance and patience to teach an old dog new tricks.