Is that right?
I became the Nancy Drew of my own neuroses, desperately hunting for clues about what was "wrong" with me. Like a spiritual hypochondriac, I diagnosed myself with everything from "ancestral wounds" to "money blocks" to "inner child trauma" to “low self worth.” I grew convinced that if I excavated myself enough, I would find the missing link that was... See more
A Cultural Investigation Into Why You're Actually Not Blocked (And Other Uncomfortable Truths)
“Trying to make sense of your life is trying to see if the old story checks out, if the person you once were would be happy with the life they lead today. You’re looking for answers in people that don’t exist.”
I didn't like myself very much. So I became somebody else.
It’s confusing to be alive and be A Thing moving through the world. You are always different things to different people.