After several years of diligent, genuine research, I finally came to a conclusion: womanhood is whoredom. The art of ass-licking. You can dress it up as seduction, tart it up as glamour. It’s not exactly a sport that requires great skill. For the most part, it just means behaving like you’re inferior. Walk into a room, check to see whether there are any men present, do your best to please them. Don’t talk too loud. Don’t make categorical statements. Don’t spread your legs and get comfortable when you sit down. Don’t be peremptory. Don’t talk about money. Don’t hanker after power. Don’t seek a position of authority. Don’t strive for glory. Don’t laugh too loud. Don’t be too funny. Pleasing men is a complex art that involves erasing everything that concerns power.
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Carl Jung and the Shadow (Jack E. Othon)
(...) Have you ever said or done something really shitty, mostly on an impulse, that you later regretted? After the damage was done and the other person involved was hurt, you couldn’t bury your shame fast enough. “Why did I say that?” you might have asked yourself in frustration. It’s that “Why?” question that indicates the presence of a blind
Pulled Down Shade
what I like about you
she told me
is that you’re crude—
look at you sitting there
a beercan in your hand
and a cigar in your mouth
I start to walk out of the kitchen, but my steps feel so heavy. I have so much I want to say to Grace that I didn’t have the chance to say to her earlier today at my apartment. I turn around, and I’m sorry is on the tip of my tongue, but I feel like if I open my mouth, I’ll cry.
My eyes meet Grace’s, and she can see the agony in my expression.
“Grace . . .” My voice is a whisper.
She immediately walks over to me and pulls me in for a hug.
It’s an amazing hug. A forgiving hug. “Hey,” she says, soothingly. “Hey, listen to me.” She pulls back, and we’re about the same height, so we’re eye to eye when she takes the juice from me and sets it aside. Then she squeezes both of my hands reassuringly. “We go forward,” she says. “That’s it. It’s that simple. I forgive you and you forgive me, and we go forward together and give that little girl the best life we can give her. Okay?”
I nod, because I can do that. I forgive them. I’ve always forgiven them.
It’s myself I’ve been hard on. But I think I’ve reached the point that forgiving myself finally feels okay.
So I do.
You’re forgiven, Kenna.
#marcusaurelius
“At dawn, when you have trouble getting out of bed, tell yourself: “I have to go to work — as a human being. What do I have to complain of, if I’m going to do what I was born for — the things I was brought into the world to do? Or is this what I was created for? To huddle under the blankets and stay warm?”
So you were born to feel “nice”? Instead of doing things and experiencing them? Don’t you see the plants, the birds, the ants and spiders and bees going about their individual tasks, putting the world in order, as best they can? And you’re not willing to do your job as a human being? Why aren’t you running to do what your nature demands?
You don’t love yourself enough. Or you’d love your nature too, and what it demands of you.”
“Şafak vakti, yataktan kalkmakta zorluk çektiğinizde kendinize şunu söyleyin: “Bir insan olarak işe gitmeliyim. Doğduğum şeyi yapacaksam - dünyaya yapmak için getirildiğim şeyleri yapacaksam neyden şikayet etmem gerekiyor? Yoksa bunun için mi yaratıldım? Battaniyelerin altına sokulup ısınmak için mi?”
Yani "iyi" hissetmek için mi doğdun? Bir şeyler yapmak ve onları deneyimlemek yerine? Bitkileri, kuşları, karıncaları, örümcekleri ve arıları ellerinden geldiğince bireysel görevlerini yerine getirerek dünyayı düzene soktuklarını görmüyor musunuz? Ve bir insan olarak işinizi yapmaya istekli değil misiniz? Neden doğanızın gerektirdiğini yapmak için koşmuyorsunuz?
Kendini yeterince sevmiyorsun. Ya da doğanızı ve onun sizden talep ettiklerini de seversiniz.”
Marcus Aurelius
But the question remains. What can I do? Well, now that you understand that the question is complicated, the answer actually emerges as quite simple: do what you’re good at. And do your best.
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Some self soothing techniques:
- bubble bath
- long, hot shower
- listen to music; may be a particular song
- polish your car
- exercise; run, lift weights; take a bike-ride
- play guitar or other instrument
- cook or bake (we’re talking about the process here; be careful not to over-use food itself for self-soothing!)
- spend time with your
