I spend most of my energy trying to exercise restraint. Usually, I am a happy guy who suffers from periodic bouts of nearly unbearable existential angst. I suffer from anxiety. I never sleep through the night. I am also often heartbroken.
I worry about what I am not doing. Mostly the people I love I am not spending time with. My writing comes from the fact that I am hurting from too many “wars”, mainly in my mind. Nearly everything I write was originally designed to make me feel better.
I share it in the hope it will do the same for you, the Virily reader. Every single time I articulate something that makes me different from the majority of people, I realize in a flash of insight that no – these are the things that make me the same as you. This means I am never alone, and neither are you, and that is the most beautiful thing about writing here.
NOTE: Pareidolia sufferers see faces in clouds and other inanimate objects.
PS. Most artistic people have this condition.