Are your thoughts your best friends or worst enemy?

Meh. They’re just thoughts. They come and they go. My well-being isn’t connected to them.

What @thorninmud said. But then, they have been my worst enemy. When I am attached to them and involved with them and they matter, they come close to killing me.

However, when I learned to do what @thorninmud suggests, I stopped feeling like I had to take them so seriously. I came to understand how they have a reality I don’t have to pay attention to. I can let them go.

They want me to take them so seriously because it feels very intense, especially when I am thinking about killing myself. And even when it isn’t that bad, they can be very intense and I do love that feeling, even if it is very bad. Even when I am feeling like the most worthless creature on the planet. Things seem to matter.

It’s crazy, but I think there’s something in me that craves this intensity—this sense that things matter so much and I am fighting for my life. The thing is, that can be dangerous. I need to be able to let up sometimes. I need to take the time to appreciate what I have instead of always wanting more, or judging myself for not being where I should be.

If I can keep these things in balance, my thoughts are my friends and I enjoy them. It is a constant struggle, though.

Neither really.

At one point in my life, I did a lot of work to rid myself of negative thoughts.

The biggest life-destroying enemy in my case!

I do not allow negative thoughts to linger.

Depends on if I’m manic (best friends) or depressed (enemies!)

worst enemy

A bit of both. How I do it, I don’t know, it just happens the way it happens.

I have days when I feel a bit down on myself – I don’t allow myself to dwell on those bad thoughts though. I know when I feel like that it is about me being a bit insecure or there is something else going on. Once I figure that out and what is really bothering me I can banish the negativity.

Sometimes, your best friend can be your worst enemy, and sometimes, your worst enemy can be your best friend.

I guess they’re kinda both. I feel comforted and at ease with them, even secured, but they can lead me to do stupid shit, whether they’re good or bad thoughts. I guess kind of like a double edged sword, but less like the expression and more like I have to know how to handle and use them properly, whenever I plan to do so at all.

Your thoughts are the voices of all the people that you are.

Both.