Scion of NLP

My Dearest Family and Friends,

Sarge says we might be heading home soon!!! (Hoo-ray!)

Every day the enemy seems to be breaking and running sooner and sooner. Their battle efforts have become more diminished and it’s been getting easier to over-come the onslaught of negative thoughts, ideas and mental images!

I’ve been gone to war for a long time now and this year, right from the beginning, has been a real battle… but we are winning. Some of the other guys and gals say I shouldn’t jinx it by telling you but I’m just so excited that I might get to be myself again soon.

Yeah, things have been sucking lately. That part is still true. When my business lost its main source of income a few months ago everything started going down hill… we used up all our savings to publish the book with hopes it’d save the day but it’s been just too little too late. Hell, I’ll even admit that it was pretty stupid to put all our eggs in one basket like that — but we had so many prospects there was no way it we could fail… however… we did.

Nothing panned out and it was the exact thing the Habits of Depression were waiting for to capitalize on. As I had mentioned in my first letter, their faction really is nothing more than a bunch of anti-positive propaganda filters for the mind… and boy were they able to leverage all the crappy things that went wrong from that point on. They made sure that I felt every tiny little thing that fell through was one more nail in the coffin of all my hopes and dreams. Even when things just faltered a little bit, those bastards were right there to creatively explain how it means I was cursed and doomed to lead an pitiful exists for the rest of my days.

Even now, on the shortwave radio, I can hear them faintly just beyond the drone of static day to day thoughts… propaganda about how it’ll never work… life is cruel… everyone hates you… etc. At first I tried not to listen to them but Sarge taught us how that’s a bad idea — they might be conducive to a happy and positive life, but they still have the best of intentions.

Some of the guys and gals say Sarge is full of shit — they said these negative terrorists which have taken refuge in our unconscious mind are all bad and need to be wiped out. In the end, I think Sarge was right. Originally, these so-called bad filters were just trying to protect us. As a child, when I failed over and over and over and it just hurt so damn much… well, at that point those filters were created as a way to protect myself from the pain of disappointment and loss. I mean, if you never dream of being happy, then you’ll never feel the pain of unhappiness.

Granted, they’ve become the enemy because their zealous attitude of trying to control the whole mind in order to avoid ever feeling of fear, anxiety, pain, hurt, loss, anger, sadness, jealousy, or any of the other unpleasant experiences of life… well, the truth is, now they’re causing those feelings. Those negative filters and bringing about a lot of negative feelings in my world — what once was the cure has now become the poison.

And so, today the battle rages on… but, perhaps I’ll get this uprising of depressing filters under control soon and maybe (just, maybe!) I’ll make home in time for my son’s 10^th birthday! I’ll write again as soon as I know more… until then, remember that I’m thinking of you and you still mean the world to me — each of you! Above all else, please be certain to give my little boy a hugs and kiss and tell him daddy sends his love (but don’t tell him I’m coming yet… I don’t want him to get his hopes up, just in case something happens to bolster the enemy resistence).

All my love,
Daniel

Related posts:

1. This Soldier’s Letter from the Front Lines
2. This Soldier’s Final Letter Home
3. Another Letter From My Personal Hell

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