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Don’t just survive
I see too many people that take pride in being a survivor, which in itself is not unhealthy. It becomes unhealthy when that act of survival defines them for the rest of their lives. Don’t allow a traumatic event, or an abusive relationship to define you beyond the immediate act of surviving it. You are…
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The silent ones
True misery doesn’t love company. It decays the soul in silence. When someone is complaining, it’s because they still have hope that someone cares enough to listen or respond. Or even to empathise. When they give up on these three things, they go silent because they have grown to accept that no one else cares,…
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Take stock, and reconnect
Stepping back and taking stock requires more than just an arrest of the ego. It requires a desire to return to a point of sincerity and authenticity in our lives when we were filled with hope about the future, after finding ourselves filled with a longing for the past instead. Arresting the ego becomes easier…
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A Contaminated Ego
While I may not be able to resist the physical oppression that overwhelms any physical means of resistance I have at my disposal, it has never been a reason for me to remain oppressed in my mind. Far too many see the shackles on their wrists and assume that to be a denial of their…
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The Lonely Path (II)
That incomplete thought process is hounding me. It feels as if the main point that I tried to convey in the first take on this subject eluded that entire post. The main point was simply this. Before I continue, I am well aware that me using the term simple when explaining what’s going on in…
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Opportunistic Abdication
It’s no secret that I have contentious views about the human psyche and what makes us behave the way that we do. That there are tons of differing opinions on the subject is also obviously clear, probably the majority of which either conflicts with, or directly contradicts my views. Many of those contradictory views are…
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That Book I Promised for So Long
For years now, I’ve been contemplating writing that book. It started, stopped, started, and stopped again…and ran through that cycle a few more times. A couple of years ago I finally gave it meaningful consideration and started out with a collection of essays that I thought would be a reasonable first stab at that book.…
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Just Be
I watched her from afar as she presented her story, projecting a tone of confidence, and a polished appearance. Well, at least as polished as her awkward physique would allow. Everyone else was focused intently on what she was saying, how it was being pitched, and what was in it for them. Mesmerised by her…
