I used to think (believe) that many of my mental ordeals were a product of my environment. But now, I am stepping back - trying to see the whole picture.

It's almost as if a large piece of logic flies out of my head, running scared from the emotion that plows in, filling the hole.

So this leads me to two questions/observations:

1.) Does the Logic go out first, creating a vaccuum that sucks the emotion in? OR Does the Emotion start headding in and scare the Logic out?

2.) Myself is so unacustomed to the Emotion being in there that I react to it poorly, and sometimes appear to confuse the sensations. Possibly I react to the Emotion as I if it were Logic.



I'm either right, or crazy: so either way I guess I'm crazy.



Now this raises more questions (funny because the questions leads to more questions - but also the thing that was raised by the first set of questions was the snowball effect (one thing begats another in a perpetuating cycle))