Keeping Demons In

Ever since I embraced awkwardness and weirdness in form of a free-spirited lifestyle, a great deal of shit has spiraled counterclockwise and out of control. However, accepting harsh reality on a daily basis comes with a hunted price. Unfortunately, my lovely body gets to pay the price. It is constantly and continuously tortured in various ways. Interacting and relating with individuals, including those I would love to punch in the neck, isn’t easy. Some may call it stress, and others distress. Worry less, mixed emotions and feelings are gotten rid of by I, through intense pumping in and out. A genuine smile surfaces, accompanied with vibrant positivity, displayed to others. Great applauds go out to a world of fitness junkies.

Much as exercising gifts one with good health and a cool rare physique, of lately, my exercising is centered on keeping demons I own locked up. This maintains a “normal” state of sanity, accepted by a society resided in. Sometimes, rushing of life events changes ways in which I perceive life, and a personal self-check is needed. Unfortunately, professional evaluations and therapy services prices have sky rocketed, and excellent results can’t be promised. However, thanks be to a great deal of profound confidentiality, maintained in the therapy sector. Just don’t ask why I mentioned that.

Although I struggle and somehow succeed at closing off mixed feelings and emotions, that crap has a way of sneaking into a shitty daily life. During such instances, inner demons try to escape, chasing a heavenly hell out of a somewhat soulless physique of mine. Escaping of inner demons which have been locked deep in for a long time, causes serious disaster, destruction, chaos, or at times, a catastrophic combination. This could be in form of extreme anger, vengeance, or forgetting pieces of who truly one is, among others.

Staying focused on a daily basis is essential. However, it is difficult to concentrate when your mind is thousands of miles away, wrapped in inner arseholery thoughts. These need to be kept in check, to ensure continuity of a joyful living. Exercising as a form of therapy or specialized remedy to keep calm, and deal with surrounding idiocy is effective, but the path taken isn’t easy. Like any other form of therapy, one needs to be devoted, persevere and push through.

On days when I feel that inner demons are trying to escape, a modified yet retarded and insane workout session, is initiated. This causes a shift in thoughts and a state of mind, as well as extreme exhaustion. Although I enjoy embracing inner arseholery and ravishing it unto others’ faces when tempted and tickled, it is truly difficult to initiate confrontation when exhausted. Also, these modified workouts take up a good portion of time, since I do them for two hours plus. I ensure that 80% of the time is spent exercising, rather than contemplating on how I feel, or screwed up I am. Yoga and meditation have also proven to be effective, but, but, calming one’s mind when already pissed off, takes extreme strength and concentration. However, a combination of general exercising, yoga and meditation do wonders.

I admit, there are times I never feel like therapy exercising, but I know, if I don’t proceed with at least a mild session, a life lived will be tarnished.

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