Feelings - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
We have feelings that are not visible, we do things to prevent ourselves from being miserable. Being honest is what makes us believable, for our feelings may not always be reachable.
There are days I wonder if my mind is an engine or an exhaust. Am I the master of what I think or are my ideas the result of deep thinking I'm only loosely aware of? There is a third possibility of course, that is is both, and it depends on my feelings at the time. I feel most clear thinking and in control when I am calm and happy, more driven by impulses when I am fearful and anxious. So I made a vow never to make choices that matter when I am feeling afraid, perhaps then my life can make a turn for the better. I'm sure I won't always make the right choices, but if only the balance of good to bad shifts in my favour the results will be awesome.
There was a time in my life I expressed my feelings in a true way, but we can't go on like that, right? We can't keep bawling like babies and throwing tantrums like toddlers; we do need to get a grip on our own minds. But there is a balance, a point of virtue, that I went passed so long ago. Every negative emotion is buried before I can even feel it, making me passive and weak. Everyone loves me for my smile and twenty-four-seven happy disposition, meanwhile every other feeling is crammed into my chest. Problem is, that space is getting so full, so much harder to ignore, and the disparity between my outgoing personality and inner pain is so difficult to bare. I wish I'd learnt to get these emotions out instead of bottling them up; there is no "healthy release" when the internal pressure is this high. How do I defuse this bomb without triggering the damage I seek to avoid?
People talk about "mixed feelings" like it's an exception, but for me it's the norm. I'm scared to try and scared not to - what I actually do depends on the balance between the two. There are days I feel so drained from trying to be more assertive that I fail in crucial moments to put my needs forward. My personal happiness is forever tinged with sadness for those less fortunate. I want to help others but fear giving away what my family may need in the future. Can I live this life always caught between feelings so antagonistic to one another? Oliver says love is the way out, like it's some kind of open door into unlimited sunshine. I'm not sure but I'm going to try it his way for a while; I can't keep on repeating the same stupidity and expecting a different result. I have the feeling it'll be a life long journey instead of a magic pill, but like all journeys they are simply one step at a time.
These feelings I have for you can't end until my body ceases to function and my soul is released for whatever comes after. I hope that somehow they are embedded into my soul, that our love will endure. Even on my dark days my love for you rides underneath it all, keeping my mind from sinking into the mire that claimed me in the past. I know that however deep I fear I've fallen, you will be there like solid ground steady me, giving me time to climb back into positivity.
My feelings are so neutral most of the time. To feel something different there has to be a positive or negative event. After the joy or sorrow has passed I reset to the middle ground, content, neither high nor low. I have friends who's default setting is "low" and that's so hard, I see them drowning in the air. I have friends who swing from one extreme to the other, happier than I can ever reach then lower than I've ever fallen.
I have been given more blessings than I feel worthy of. I still feel love, joy and happiness so strongly it makes me tingle right down to my bones. I've known pain enough to fragment my soul into such tiny pieces it took me years to reassemble my mind. When I come back from these strong emotions to a state of balance, I learn what I can from each emotion, feeling and experience. I love the way I am; I wish others could be this way too. It isn't boring, it's cozy, and being more neutral allows me time to think, time to stretch my mind.
I wonder what world history would look like if we had all understood our feelings better and could be honest with ourselves. How many world leaders deceived themselves on their true motivations for war? How many said it was for God instead of greed and fear of the unknown? How many addressed their unwarranted feelings of superiority and their anxiety about how their subjects perceived them? Perhaps they had issues from childhood, pent up rage, an "inner child" who never felt loved? Should we feed our inner demons or inner angels? What kind of world do we want to hand down to future generations? A huge part of the solution lies in the understanding of the way we feel, what triggers negative thoughts and how we avoid acting on them. What is the good of understanding the universe if we fail to understand ourselves?
When you are there to stop the disintegration of my feelings, to prevent the deterioration of my mind, I am reminded that not everyone is so fortunate. That you love me like you do is a miracle I treasure every moment of every day; it would be so beautiful if everyone had love like that in their lives. You give me the strength to confront my fears, my angers, my failings and know that I am still worthy of your love. With the strength you give I can know myself with unguarded eyes and realize that, though I am not perfect, I am good enough share love with you. I'm not afraid of my emotions anymore. I am a work in progress, always learning how to use who I am to help others find the love they need and deserve.
Feelings are like temperatures. Attraction is warm, Curiosity is warmer, Anger is boiling. Hate can torch, but it can also freeze. Love... Well, that's a temperature best left under neutral.
Do you know what depression is?” I question him as we pull up to the curb of my school.
“It is the feeling of loss of hope, courage, and whatever.” He replies in a small voice.
“No. Depression is the unseen, unheard, silent killer. It is the pain that is too much to cope with, too hard to deal with and never understood. It is something that you can’t escape, no matter how hard you try it ALWAYS swallows you again. It constantly follows you around, like black smoke choking you from the inside out. Like a lion clawing at your heart and mind, eating pieces of you until there is nothing left.
grateful, euphoria, intrigued, cheered up, cockiness, willing, sudden compunction, compassion, indulgent, excitement, sensitive
melancholy, misery, anxiety, self-disgust, sense of unease, frantic, impatience, impulsive, contempt, oversensitive, claustrophobic, infuriating, traumatized, disturbed, disgruntled, disconcerted, suspiciousness, resentful, unwilling, frightened, apprehension, judgemental, mournful, shaken, revulsion, disillusionment, cold disgust, gripe of pain
tingling happiness, exuberant, joyous, courage, sensitive, compassion, love, protectiveness, forgiveness, brave, kind, caring, generous, sweet, chivalrous, romantic, soulful, spiritual, mischievous, scatty, wilful, determined, triumphant, victorious
disproportionately aggrieved, faintness, nausea, desolate, furious, absolute despair, engulfing terror, shuddering with terror, bereft, pity, guilt, spasm of distaste, revulsion, irritation, grief, nostalgia, resentful, shameful, bitter, neurotic, obsessed, callous, rueful