One of my friends follows a blog authored by one Mr. Magundi. I dip into it occasionally; while he’s interesting, it sometimes offers up too big a slice for me to contemplate in the time I allot to such things (which I tend to save mainly for friends, ’cause y’know… I like knowing what my friends are up to). But she linked to something this week that I think is incredibly apt, and that everyone should read as food for thought:
On the Big Lie
Now, I do my best to make it clear that I am an anxious person. I tend towards some degree of paranoia, and pretty much live in a freaked out state. But you know what? I flat-out refuse to buy into the ideology that I’m supposed to surrender my freedoms and autonomy because of the next big scary thing that gets blown out of proportion. See, being scared/anxious/paranoid/whatever leads to irrationality. Irrationality leads to being more easy to control, and as we’ve seen, people screeching to hide down the rabbit hole, and demand everyone else join them as well. After all, you can protect against everything, and why would you? That’s terribly sanitary and dull, and I’d rather my life have a bit of risk and spice, ’cause that’s actually living.
Now, back to dealing with the after effects of a panic attack – it’s not pretty, but it’s amazing what a bit of cheer and the optimism of knowing that this too shall pass does towards keeping the bad from being the worst! 😉