Self Help Books 🙄
I don’t read self help books
Don’t see the need for it
Seems to easy a fix for the messes my feelings make
So I read non fiction
And take pieces of information and sew into the seams of my person
A constant operation
A medicine years in the making
Maybe lifetime chemistry lesson
Hard to believe the pain twisted into my face can be healed in a few pages
In a few organized essays about someone’s compartmentalizations of the ghost in the machinations of my mental orbit
Yes I made up a phrase for it
“Mental orbit”
I am absorbing the research constantly
Trying not to be chewed up and spit out by demons
A mince meat analogy
It’s not easy peasy
But it’s me
Frees me from a dramatic mental eye roll
From feeling like I didn’t do the essay right because it doesn’t work
Or I might launch into my own mental synopsis about how the author has no idea what they are talking about
Or has no honest “clue”
True I’m a cynic
Not of easy answers
But of people who charge for easy worthless advice
That I’ll refuse to use anyway
KD~