I found myself and everyone I know in this. Shame is a motherfucker and it's not even words that can deal with it. You say honesty, I say truth. My shame is what made me lie even to myself about who I am so I can guarantee acceptance over authenticity. My true self was never going to be accepted, not because it is flawed but because it was never displayed.
I don’t know man. If I had a passive income of 5k a month, a house with a good sunlight, my wife and kids, and freedom to play my instrument, I’ll say it’s enough for me and I’ll be pretty satisfied.
"Ill be happy: when i get the job; when I get the girl; when I get rhe car; when I buy a house; when, when when". This is destination addiction. Placing your theoretical happiness in some future event/item. A big problem is, people don't treat happiness like the passing emotion that it is, just like anger, fear, excitement, etc. They instead treat it like a permanent state of mind they need to achieve and maintain.
Just found out you were on here through this piece. Happy to see you here.
On point. Insecurity plagues us and the effort required to hide it weighs heavy. At least, honesty can lighten the load of that dishonest effort.
Our insecurity doesn’t come from nowhere though: the current system runs on it. Insecurity gets us to spin our wheels to power the system at our own detriment, at the expense of our selves, our health and our loved ones we misguidedly try to protect and impress.
I wrote about this and related topics in my essays on here, most prominently in Masculinity: on farming humans, and in Who wants to be a predator. I also touch on it in my latest, Killing is an acquired taste.
I found myself and everyone I know in this. Shame is a motherfucker and it's not even words that can deal with it. You say honesty, I say truth. My shame is what made me lie even to myself about who I am so I can guarantee acceptance over authenticity. My true self was never going to be accepted, not because it is flawed but because it was never displayed.
I don’t know man. If I had a passive income of 5k a month, a house with a good sunlight, my wife and kids, and freedom to play my instrument, I’ll say it’s enough for me and I’ll be pretty satisfied.
"Ill be happy: when i get the job; when I get the girl; when I get rhe car; when I buy a house; when, when when". This is destination addiction. Placing your theoretical happiness in some future event/item. A big problem is, people don't treat happiness like the passing emotion that it is, just like anger, fear, excitement, etc. They instead treat it like a permanent state of mind they need to achieve and maintain.
Just found out you were on here through this piece. Happy to see you here.
On point. Insecurity plagues us and the effort required to hide it weighs heavy. At least, honesty can lighten the load of that dishonest effort.
Our insecurity doesn’t come from nowhere though: the current system runs on it. Insecurity gets us to spin our wheels to power the system at our own detriment, at the expense of our selves, our health and our loved ones we misguidedly try to protect and impress.
I wrote about this and related topics in my essays on here, most prominently in Masculinity: on farming humans, and in Who wants to be a predator. I also touch on it in my latest, Killing is an acquired taste.
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This shit hard!
Justin, this is excellent. Can I make a video about this?