I continue to think about the notion of empathy. It is probably the feeling that has helped me connect with most of the people I know and at the same time sabotaged my mental wellbeing the most.
Tag: mentalhealth
Mirror, mirror on the wall, what do you mean I see others as I am not as they are?
I have to say that I accepted the fact that I was a racist easier than I am accepting this about myself.
Almost one month sober
4:39 seems to be the hour. Anxiety wakes me and assures me that if I check email there will be something waiting for me there, for sure. Nothing. Oh, no, did I say email? I meant LinkedIn. Ok, let’s go. Nothing there either, of course. Except maybe there is something: a thought of warning.
The Sound of Silence
I wish I had lanterns to go out with, looking for myself, as Emily Dickinson was claiming to have. I look for lanterns in books, in podcasts, in new learning. In the few conversations I have with the few people who only listen, making no attempts to fix, pity or push me. The fog remains. And with it, the threat.
I am not broken. I am a goddamn cheetah.
Between stimulus and response there lies a pause. (…) And in that pause, breathe in to tame the fire in you, especially when it was fed by biases, injustice, manipulation, gaslighting, lies … . Breathe and before you act, ask yourself: is it SAFE for me to show my heart and emotions here?
To be or not to be … emotionally mature
To be emotionally mature means to understand that you are human and when you make a mistake to not beat yourself up about it. To realize that sometimes outcomes are different than we expect and that everyone is responsible for their own feelings, and for expressing their needs clearly.
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