I’m back
So I had pétanque this morning.
I just wanna, wanted to, rip that offer down. All of my being w saying, this aint gonna work.
I had a revelation tho. I’ve just stopped thinking. I’m always analysing stuff, every thought wondering about things, worrying even. I stopped. I have found peace since I did that; and it’s helped me to not worry about the offer as well.
I need more things to talk about. Could I be depressed; or w it the weather, and the fact that I w cold. All this insecurity w~i me saying that people don’t like me and that I’m boring.
I think the truth is is that alls I need to do is be there to spice things up. With so much character, do I need to say anything.
I’m hoping that I’m more fun to be around when I have made a ton of money.
The offer is highly scaleable. If it makes normal money it should bring in like six figures a month, when scaled.
That’s if the return on ad spend peeps above the cost of ads enough, to be like w w be called a normal offer.
Actually my click through rate is well down so it w only be five figures a month. So that’s at least ten juicy af grand a month.
Omg Ima be loaded; swanning around in a Benz.
So it’s rly seeing if the system is profitable against the cost of ads.
Well I’ve done it; I’ve run an offer; the main thing that means that people don’t even get started in this biz.
It w funny how sure I w that I w make money; until I posted the ads, then I felt like w the f am I doing, I need to yank this offer; talk about lack mentality.
I suppose I have to deal w my demons and the ones that say I just won’t ever be successful.
Things come up, like the feeling Ima die; w I feel comes from being smothered as a baby and thinking that every moment w be my last.
So yea, feelings come up, things come up that need to be dealt with; and then hopefully when I have learned that it is feelings that come from abuse Ima let it go.
The sun is shining and it’s all good in the hood.
I didn’t go walking down Ferry Meadows; I’m not feeling very well today.
Also I noticed that I w feel that Ima die when I had bad feelings about my mother. I suppose that when I w a baby I felt that I w be killed when I had bad thoughts about her and had to push them down so far that I became f up as an adult, royally so.
It’s called a schit; when baby has to blind themselves to the bull sh their mother is putting them through and it is w causes the trauma; the fact that as an adult the person can’t see when people are taking the pi.
It is a normal part of empathy to see when people are being abusive and w~o it it means an empathy problem.
My psychiatrist thought that I w autistic and I get it. I kept thinking and wondering things all the time w w stopping me from feeling my empathy; that’s why I knocked it on the head; and yes I feel my feelings more now, my empathy.
I thought that I needed to feel my feelings in order to experience full empathy tho w I rly need to do is stop thinking all the time bc it shuts down the pathway that feels.
Now my feelings should come through w~o me even trying f hard to feel them. I guess I did it the other way round.
I didn’t want to go to therapy. I thought being emotionally abused by a bunch of seriously ill people w actually do me harm. You’ve got to be joking, there is no way that I’m going through that.
Therapy is painful and I just need to take the pain that I feel people make me feel on the daily w~o, again, analysing whether there is anything w w them and are they malicious towards me.
Yes; I just need to take the pain, and just keep on taking it. It’s not too bad now. I used to have panic attacks bc I felt people were being rude to me; now I don’t even ask myself if w they are doing is rude, I just suffer when I suffer and leave it at that.
I w have to check my metrics in a few days and see if the clicks I have been getting have earned me money and ask myself how much I am likely to make through this, ask myself is this gonna make me any money.
G I wanna be off benefits and making my own money. As yet I have no clue whether this w be possible and it’s killing me the not knowing.
Idk why my self esteem took such a dive after me posting the ads. I suppose as when I w that baby and I did or thought anything that w worthy of self esteem I had to gaslight myself as it meant survival.
I need to wait for my self esteem to come back up. I must not hold that I need to be proved worthy by making money. I do know that I have worth no matter how much money I am making.
I suppose I gaslit myself when I did something super dope as I always had to do when I w a baby. I need to recover from the shame of that gaslighting. G I feel so worthless for believing that this w work; it’s gonna take some getting over.
My feelings w return to happiness in time and I w feel self esteem again like I have value no matter how much money I have, as I did a few days ago; feel peace w~i my self; and tell myself that wherever I am in all this I deserve to love myself and value myself.
It’s a lovely feeling.
I felt worthy pretty much since taking two doses of Curcumin every day. I honestly felt like I w a pretty dope person.
I don’t need sex either to feel value for myself, as I don’t need money. I don’t need anything to feel self esteem except the self esteem itself.
I think people miss this point a lot that self esteem is the only reason to feel self esteem; that money nor sex nor anything w bring it other than just having it.
You got rich people following money, the people w vision chasing it for self esteem. I suppose there are a lot of things people chase in an attempt to feel it.
I’m just rly dealing w my childhood trauma in order to feel it more fully; like I say, cutting through all that thought to get to feeling.
To Feeling
Kirsty
