HeyJaredintothedepths
I guess I'm a little broken, so's everyone. Trying to build something meaningful out of me. Hopefully!
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taking it one day at a time (opens the original)
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I’m using a bit of a Substack gimmick to get your attention, but only because I think you might really need to read this today.We spend much of our lives anchoring our happiness to the distant future. We tell ourselves that everything will make sense once we finally land the right job, save enough to buy a comfortable home, or simply reach a point where life “settles down”. The things we hope for most intensely rarely arrive this season or the next, let alone by tonight.Yet, ther
I don't think I know myself very well (opens the original)
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I sit here thinking about this prevailing cultural notion that I am constantly torn between good and bad. For as long as I can remember, I have believed that I must reject my foul impulses and move forward only with goodness. But looking inward right now, I have to ask myself what if this division is just complete nonsense? What if these dark, unsavoury impulses are not poison, but actual reserves of gold? I feel like this clumsy categorisation of my feelings has not brought me any real peace, b
Everyone wants to be Loved (opens the original)
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Perhaps the biggest paradox of all in human psychology is Borderline Personality Disorder. It is a disorder that thrives on the need for love, yet completely fails to grasp the concept of true, mature love. It hungers for relationships with an almost frantic eagerness, but ends up destroying the fragile balance and boundaries that allow such relationships to flourish. It wants closeness and connection, fearing abandonment, while at the same time viewing those who come too close with deep mistrus
What if there is No “Real” you? (opens the original)
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IAwareness has never felt like clarity to me. If anything, it has made everything harder to hold onto. A feeling appears and for a brief moment it exists without words. It isn’t even an emotion yet. It’s closer to pressure, to movement, to something spreading through the body before the mind has managed to recognise it. That moment disappears almost immediately because language arrives. It always does. I start reaching for words before I’ve even understood what I’m reaching for, and the strange
I don't want to stop knowing you (opens the original)
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Dostoevsky is stuck in my head lately. Specifically how he handled his characters. He never trapped them or used them as puppets to preach his own opinions. He seemed as if he listened to them. He let them surprise him. And I keep wondering if that is exactly what it takes to love an actual person. Refusing to shove them into a rigid box I built just so I can feel secure.Doing the opposite is way too easy. I know I do it. You meet someone and fall for them and spend months absorbing every single
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