Hi Jed!
Sorry, my last post sounds like i'd have some suicidal tendencies..(maybe, lack of my english grammar or other linguistic, verbal misunderstanding). But I don't. (at least not the body).
Than I riddle about the meaning of your answer. I'am gentle to myself, sometimes too gentle. I eat and drink only what I like. I work only when I liked it and I post here only when I liked it. My world is a like-world. I exaggerate it a bit but my namby-pampy mind had a fear of losing all this nice and fine relationships and habits. The interests on all my friends decreases, cos I see more and more the patterns of each one of them, the conversations are always the same, everlasting the same ***** problems. They winding it up in circles, on and on.
So according the circumstances it pulls me in the one familiar world, that I know and than more and more I surging the truth or better vanishing (detecting?) myself as a lie, my ego strikes me back with arguments like: "You would lose everything, everyone, every joy and sadness, every feeling and every friend. Enjoy your dream, the death is not so far as you think, so enjoy it. Than you get your fine little Truth-goal at the latest when you die"
One advantage of my bad english is, my post are mostly short