My level of anarchy and disorder only appears when I am comfortably within my cage. I am able to make comments or present actions for pure shock value when a level of security exists for the frightened child within. This may be why I appear very conventional and staid at this point. Comfort and routine have been replaced with chaos and uncertainty. I don't have the luxury to be weird, or myself, for that matter.
Sometimes I think the outward exhibit of mental illness is simply a person's inner-being finally rebelling against all the artificial constraints and barriers placed before us. Their will to be weird finally wins out...until it goes so far that society decides they are a threat to themselves or others...then even more concrete barriers are erected.
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