The Way of life.

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Summary

The Way of Life is about how I see emotions and life in my own head. I feel like everything is either good or bad, with no in-between, and my mood can switch really fast depending on what happens. Some days I feel okay or even happy when I’m with my dog or doing small things I enjoy, but a lot of the time I feel overwhelmed, lonely, or just stuck in my own thoughts. In this book, I go through different emotions I experience a lot and explain what makes me feel them. I talk about things like stress, anger, sadness, and anxiety, but also things like hope, happiness, and excitement. It’s basically me trying to understand why I feel the way I do and why everything feels so intense sometimes. It also shows how I see people around me, my family, and myself, and how that affects my emotions every day. Sometimes I feel like I’m not really understood, and other times I’m just trying to get through the day without everything feeling too heavy. Overall, this book is just my way of putting all my thoughts and feelings into words so it all makes a little more sense to me.

Genre
Other
Author
apape90
Status
Ongoing
Chapters
2
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

Chapter 1

Imagine me a —— year old person. Sad, alone, and has no friends. By “no friends” I mean “NO FRIENDS”.

Why can’t life me just black and white? Like please, why can’t it be either you’re in a Good Mood or you’re in a Bad Mood?

Well, I guess for other people like you guys reading, it’s not black and white Good or Bad. But for me it is. If I get in trouble, then my mood will shift instantly to Bad, or Angry. And if I get Ice Cream or Candy, my mood will be Good.

So then why? Just why can’t I stay in my room all alone, just crying, being Sad?

I believe all emotions, Good or Bad, have two separate groups.

So let’s go through all the names of emotions, and I’ll highlight in green the ones I feel every day or at least five or six times a week. I’ll also explain why I feel them.

GOOD EMOTIONS

Happiness. Sometimes I will feel happiness if I’m hanging out with my dog.

Joy

Excitement

Love

Gratitude

Pride

Confidence

Hope. I might feel hope that tomorrow might be a better day than this one.

Relief

Peacefulness

Contentment

Amusement

Affection

Compassion

Empathy. This one I feel when someone else gets hurt.

Trust

Motivation

Determination

Curiosity

Awe

Satisfaction

Bliss

Euphoria

BAD MOODS

Sadness. I feel sadness when I think about me not having any friends.

Loneliness. I feel loneliness when I’m in my room all alone thinking about how I could be with someone right now having fun.

Grief

Anger. I feel anger at my brother when he steals my stuff or calls me fat.

Frustration. I feel frustration with my parents when they take away my phone and say you haven’t completed all your chores, even though I have.

Irritation. I feel irritation when my parents ask my brother to do something, but then when he doesn’t do it, they get mad at me.

Rage. I feel rage when my brother is like oh you eat all the time all day. Even though I’m practically starving myself so I don’t feel self hatred.

Fear. I feel fear when it’s already 9:00 PM and I still don’t have my homework done.

Anxiety. I feel anxiety when… well, just all the time, even just writing this.

Worry. I feel worry all day every day, like right now worrying if I should post this or just keep it to myself.

Panic. I feel panic when I get anxious and stressed.

Stress. I feel stress about a book report I have to do in two weeks.

Overwhelm. I feel overwhelmed when I have to do fourteen - thirty main classes a day plus four other small ones, also read 100-200 pages of a book.

Disappointed. I feel disappointed with myself when I have 1000 cal a day instead of 500.

Guilt. I feel guilt after I eat. For example, if I enjoy or like a food, when I finish it, I feel guilty for eating “so much”.

Shame. I feel shame when my legs bounce or move every time I walk.

Regret. I feel regret after eating two cookies instead of one.

Jealousy. I feel jealousy when I look at people my age who are pretty and are at least 50 pounds smaller than me.

Envy. I feel envy at a party. Let’s say there’s pizza and cake. Most people around me will have one slice of pizza and one piece of cake, but here I am still wanting more after two pieces of cake and two slices of pizza.

Embarrassment. I feel embarrassment when I’m in a swimsuit.

Insecurity. I feel insecurity when I’m working out somewhere in shorts.

Self-doubt. I feel self doubt when someone my age can run a mile within 7 to 8 minutes, and I feel like I’m gonna die running a mile at 10 minutes.

Worthlessness. I feel worthlessness when I’m in my room all alone, while my dad plays a game with my brother.

Emptiness. I feel emptiness when I’m laying on my bean bag crying with my door locked over just the smallest things.

Hopelessness. I feel hopelessness when my whole family is on the couch watching a show together and having a good time. When once again, I’m in my room crying. But does anybody miss me or wonder where I am? No, they do not.

Resentment. I feel resentment towards my Mom cause she wants me to try out for the dance team or cheerleading, even though she knows I don’t want to because of my history.

Bitterness. I feel bitterness towards both my parents because last night when I was in my room alone reading, my brother and dad were playing a game together, even though my brother didn’t have his homework done and that’s the rule for us. We can’t play games if we don’t have our homework, but then when I play Roblox for 10 minutes after I have my homework done, I get yelled at and get in trouble.

Hatred. I feel hatred towards myself I don’t know why though.

Boredom. I feel boredom all day and that’s when I start eating when I’m bored and that’s when I feel bad or guilty.

Cringe

WOW…. those are a lot of emotions.

So here comes my conclusion. Why can’t the world just be black and white? Why can’t people leave me alone? Why do I have to be bigger than most people. And that’s the thing I’m not even big. I just think I am. Because of what my brother says.

Bye I hope you people reading this have a Good day.

WAIT NO… that’s another WHY. Why do people say I hope you have a Good day?

Why don’t they just say I hope your day comes out however you’re feeling? Cause when people say to me, have a good day I feel pressured to have a good day and if I don’t want to have a good day, then all other emotions just feel bad and like I’m a MESS. Even though I am.