I always think about how crazy it is that you'll only ever see your reflection, you'll never know what its like to look at you, to see yourself.
And even when you do see yourself, sometimes you don't even make eye contact with yourself.
Maybe that’s why deep down we all just want to feel validated?
Maybe that’s why we seek to be seen and heard?
Because we don’t see or hear ourselves?
or because some of us are just stuck living in our heads?
Lately I’ve e been windering if the way I am Is how i was alwsys supposed to be or whtger the adult me lives her life reacting, running and resisting her childhood.
Listen in as I question my identity and seek validation from a friend about my fear of being understood, surviving ”Autopilot” and resisting emotional detachment as a concept.
Quick question, does ones power lie in feeling things through or in learning the lesson?