I can hardly find the words to describe the peace I felt when I was acting. My dysfunctional self could actually plug in to another self, not my own, and it felt so good.

I can hardly find the words to describe the peace I felt when I was acting. My dysfunctional self could actually plug in to another self, not my own, and it felt so good. It was the first time that I existed inside a fully-functioning self - one that I controlled, that I steered, that I gave life to.

Do not depend on good motivator!
Find your words of self-motivation!

I'm starting to find my own style.

I still take my own lunches to work. That way I can control what I'm eating, as opposed to another doughnut.

So long as I confine my thoughts to my own ideas divested of words, I do not see how I can be easily mistaken.