I think I am coming to understand that it is okay to express your emotions (that there are healthy ways of doing it), as long as you do not become addicted to them.

I spent an evening a few nights ago in a complete emotional funk. I was sitting at home alone and I was completely beside myself with depression and boredom (spawned from a complete lack of motivation). There I was, convinced that I had the potential to do all these things in the world, but feeling completely helpless to go after them.

A part of me was concerned that perhaps I didn't have what it takes. There are times where I play guitar and it doesn't sound as good as it did the last time, and I feel like at times I hit a point where I am coming to my own limitations.

I realize now that these are not limitations, but simply hurdles that I must practice to overcome, that it takes time and that breaking down a huge set of walls and tension cannot be done overnight, just the same as it wasn't built in a night. It will take me time to be okay with myself again and to love myself and feel confident in the things that I do and the people that I interact with, but I think that I am getting there.