It’s one of those days.
Sometimes I get so damned tired of the questions my brain asks me that I can’t answer.
Some days I wake up exhausted for seemingly no reason. Not because I didn’t get enough sleep (although that’s always a struggle). But feeling as though an important part of me can’t get any rest. » Read more
I’m sitting in the midst of yet another week where folks seem hellbent on limboing under my already perilously low expectations.
I’ve heard it said so many times, typically by someone smug and tipping an imaginary or real hat, as they intone words they act like they made up but are just parroting. » Read more
It’s funny the things we tend to romanticize. A lot of folks romanticize danger. Living on the edge. The thrill of hunting something precarious. Finding someone who’s hard to get. Hard to keep.
There’s a rush in the conquest, they want us to believe.
And for a long while, I thought that was where it was at. » Read more
forgive (verb) – to stop feeling angry or resentful toward (someone) for an offense, flaw, or mistake
As I mentioned in another recent post, people tend to have a very expansive notion of forgiveness. They’ll often act as though forgiving someone means that you forgot what they did or that you allow your relationship with them to be exactly as it was before. » Read more
As long-time readers know, on the weekends I run a feature called Psyched for the Weekend. Basically, I do brief takes on new studies or old psychological concepts I find interesting.
At the date of this writing, there are 142 articles in that series. Wow.
As with all my essays, » Read more
There’s been a theme lately as I’m listening to people’s troubles and giving out advice.
You can tell a lot about a situation by what their particular forgiveness orientation is, how their forgiveness is balanced between self and others.
In the most simple terms, a forgiveness balance can be expressed with the following equation: Forgiveness of self divided by forgiveness of others. » Read more
Although it’s been said that sorry is the hardest word, I’ve also heard the following many times: “It’s easy enough to say you’re sorry. Doesn’t mean you mean it.”
Or something like it. Hundreds of times at this point.
It’s a pattern I’ve seen in my own personal life, » Read more
“You know what’s wrong with the world right now?” I ask Skyspook.
“We’ve connected our hate while keeping our love separate. That’s backward. We’ve siloed and shared the wrong things.”
He frowns. “Maybe. That’s a little overly simplistic though. It’s more than that.”
And in the moment, » Read more
“Why are you here today?” the therapist asked me.
I stared into the cup of tea in my hands. Three people at the counseling center had asked me if I wanted something to drink, and by the third ask, I was starting to feel extremely rude turning them down. But truth was I didn’t want it. » Read more
In the past, I’ve caught some heat — and more than my share of confused expressions — by my refusal to go scorched earth on people who have wronged me in some major way.
Granted, I have sought out a change in status when it made sense to — moving out, breaking up, » Read more