I'm experiencing a spiritual crisis. The type where your soul is snatched out of your body and stomped on, mangled, obliterated, mutilated, ripped apart and set on fire!
I used to go to Quaker meetings fairly frequently in high school, then in college I rarely went. Now I can say that I haven't been to a Quaker meeting in almost two years. The last time I went to more than one meeting in a given time period was nearly two years ago when I attended the World Gathering of Young Friends in England from August 16-24, 2005. Since then, something in me has changed where as I don't even have an urge to go to Quaker Meeting anymore. Maybe this is connected to my recently higher anxiety levels and the fact that I now have to take medications for it.
I now spend my life working and staying at home sitting around the house in a semi-vegetative state. I tend to get bored with activities more easily and get annoyed more easily too.
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