Thankful for stressless seconds,fleeting moments.

I have oftentimes reminded myself: why cling on to every possession,every dollar, every thing as though it means life or death?

Every moment of happiness is a blessing, every blessing you give another is another multiplied by two.

Yes, I've had a tumultuous childhood filled with suffocation and loneliness in dark defencelessness. But that doesn't have to mean that I need to flog myself emotionally and psychologically any longer, nor should I bring misery into others' lives with boorish behaviour.

Yet, that is what I have been doing, sometimes with relish, throughout my life.

I'm a confirmed mysogynist but I'm not proud of it....it's just how my mind reacted to th trauma I suffered in childhood.