Intersting

Today i took my cousin to do a psychological evalutation. Before i get to my point i was reading a book named "Man Watching". It is about nonverbal communication, and understanding what people mean by their gestures. It goes into great detail about the orgins of theses gestures. Well, anyways.

While i was waiting in the waiting room i saw four other people there. A young girl about thirteen or fourteen. An other girl in her mid twenties, A forty year old woman the kind thats rich and gets botox i figured and thirty-something year old man. I thought to my self why are they all here for; to talk to a shrink, really. None of them did paper work so i made a discision that they have been there before. Some even knew the receptionist by her first name. It made me wonder if any of them have ever been commited. The mid twenties girl had good posture, but the way she looked at the different people felt like she thought she was being judged by all of them it seemed. You know the look, its kind of like a self conscious look with awkward movements. When she moved her arms you could see the slash marks on her wrist that she tried to cover with bracelets or bangles I then thought that this is a chick who tried to commit suicide, but obiously failed at it. I thought to myself if this chick really had problems or was it like she got pissed off at her boyfriend kind of thing. In my head i could visualize here stareing at the soft white walls in the assylum. Wondering if she knew that her suicide attempt would have put her there locked in a room with hard beds and a small window to look out of. And if she knew that she would be put there, would she have done it in the first place. If she looked in retrospect probably not. I really reflected on my life at this point. Is my life really that bad. No. But there are times when i feel that it is, and the next time i think it is i'll think about the girl who has slash marks on her wrist and think its not really all that bad now is it.

"life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced" Soren Kierkegaard