Dear Diary,
Just to record my thoughts: I feel like many things are going on these days—perhaps ancient emotions that need to be released, deeply rooted convictions that need to be questioned, and new directions that need to be found.
In these turbulent moments, it’s hard to steer my wheel—it feels like I’m constantly in danger of falling back into old patterns that might have once been protective, but ultimately proved to be completely unproductive.
Am I truly facing some of my deepest blocks—like the fear of being rejected, the feeling of not being accepted, the sense of unworthiness when it comes to being loved—and so on? Or am I just deluding myself, and maybe I should just give up?
Giving up seems to come with the promise of a certain kind of peace, even if it’s not a very lively one, doesn’t it?
Growing, on the other hand, comes with the promise of greater happiness in the long run—but that’s far from certain. What is certain is that it feels deeply uncomfortable in the moment.