My progress...
Yeah, I managed to stir clear of a lot of problems, not because I fully changed or entirely gave up on my old habits and terrifying frame of mind. No --- I thought to myself – why can't I take another path?. Is that possible – Well, Hell Yeah, If my imaginary friend “Tahliilo Taqflo Wayn” enhanced her living condition, and eventually overwhelmed her constant foe – “THE MEATY PARTS AROUND HER BOOTY” ( Dear Basra, remind me to give you some tips, later on). Why can't I rebel against my fears. Oh, not necessarily fears, but habits.
Am I scared of losing the ultimate battle and hopelessly clinging to my unconscious pattern of behavior and physical constitution as a result?. Why am I doubting myself?. Who's the little woman screaming at the back of my head – telling me to wrestle with my bad rituals?. Naa Hada Naag Tahay, why can't you fight on my behalf and goad me to the right route, rather than yapping like an old fart who's wholly covered under life insurance contract!!!.
We all go through this battle with our inner-self, but I always come out short?. Why?. Is it because I try to fulfill a lot of gaps, in a short period of time?!!!...
