I've been thinking a lot this week about what has gotten my brain into the mess that it is in. Yes, chemistry plays a part, but I think thoughts affect brain chemistry as much as brain chemistry affects thoughts (especially over a long period of time). I know that one thing for sure is true, I take life and all the bits and pieces of it way too seriously, allowing my emotions to be swung on a much greater arc that I should.
But just think about witness childhoods. Birthdays were days for murder. Everything is pagan. Saturday mornings were for going out and saving people from destruction. I mean sheesh. We didn't have a chance to go up carefree.
I think part of my personal recovery has to be chilling out and not worrying so much about every detail of my life.