Get Jiggy

I don't think I have ever been so anxiously sick as I was over this past weekend. Incredible. I felt so zapped, whacked and crushed by something I felt like I couldn't see. I really felt trapped and suffocated to the brink of insanity, you could go as far as saying I was borderline schizophrenic. And still, there didn't seem to be an apparent cause.
So today I have felt tons better, a little more directed and grounded instead of up in the air, which is where I feel weakest; without that strong grounding energy I'm pretty much fucked, and I tend to lose it quite frequently. I forget that gravity does exist, and that I am, indeed, rooted to the ground. I could practically turn into a tree if I liked, stand with you're bare feet on the warm sand or grass and feel a growing sensation, become attached to the earth in which you came..

So that's not really a diagnosis, I have a much more clear view on diagnostic tools and ideas now that I realise terming someone with a specific condition IE disease can cause an individual to believe that he/she is of ill nature, and thus a search for cure begins, and if it is a disease of the mind.. sometimes a cure may never be found. I'd rather see myself from a view that I can work from wherever mindset I am and have progression and direction with goals rather than a misleading chase for a instant cure without any adventure or series of successive events that lead me to points of achievement, and with every accomplished goal I can raise my bar of what I can do and keep going.

That is all, for now.