“Interpersonal Systemic Shame makes it easy to see people’s laziness, sloppiness, or apathy as the source of the problem rather than a consequence of repeated structural failures. Interpersonal Systemic Shame often involves blaming and shaming people who share identities or experiences with us, because they reflect the qualities we’ve been conditioned to hate in ourselves.”
- Unlearning Shame, Devon Price, PhD
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Love waking up at 5 am for no reason and immediately stressing and feeling bad about myself lol.
yeah it is. so’s feeling like you should already know what you wanna do and feeling like you’re falling behind or that you are “already” 21.
let’s see if my old ass can articulate this in a non trite way?
the best, most relaxing thing you can learn about those confident happy older people around you —and you will only believe me after a couple decades seeing it for yourself—
is that nearly all of us are flying by the seat of our pants, all of the time, every fucking day. it works.
we’re faking it baby! like… all of us!
see that 60yo? bet ya a million bucks they were a 21 yo workin a crap job, getting along just doing what they can. stack a few days up like that? boom one morning they looked at the mirror n 40 years had passed lol.
it’s really not any more complicated than that. i swear, youre not missing anything. youre right where you need to be.
i do remember that feeling, being 21… and vaguely i remember some old fart telling me some variation of this screed and i didn’t believe them. but i get what they mean now.