Tag: suffering


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    oh my God, smell this!

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    Our desire to share pain as a bonding experience is baffling.

    Our communal agreement in the awfulness is itself awful.

    And yet I am grateful for people who will let me explain my pain; for those who will commiserate and agree.


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    Fighting yourself

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    We stay in opposition to ourselves.
    We deny or fight our sadness or depression, rejecting that burdensome tightness within us.
    By befriending it, by holding your darkness’s hand and openly loving it, you diffuse the fight and can begin to alleviate the pain.


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    Don’t look directly at Medusa

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    There are parts of our life upon which we cannot gaze. To do so would destroy our life.
    In such cases, you can feel the malevolence but only glimpse the grotesque through the mirror.

    The most common solution? Don’t look in the mirror.


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    the hook of pain

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    When a troubling event keeps bobbing to the surface, your subconscious tells you something is unresolved: a lesson needs to be learned.
    Often the event involves pain (being hurt or hurting). Caught on this hook, unwilling to let go, we have pierced ourselves and the other together in self-traumatizing rumination.

    The problem with releasing the barb is we must approach and experience the pain without shying away. We must remain open-hearted to grieving and forgiving, allowing us to process the memory, remove the barb, and let the wound scar.

    Otherwise, we risk pushing the pain under only to have it continually bob back to the surface, wounding us repeatedly.


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    Clever you causing pain

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    Your clever flippancy is callous: check your heart before you open your throat or let your fingers fly.
    Always engage sympathy first; always feel before you say.


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    Procrastination is pleasure in pain

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    While we can easily break our day into chunks to manage it, the procrastinator requires more pain to invoke discipline.
    They trade the current moment as stolen joy from a future burden, eventually pinned under the stress and anxiety of "too late."
    Procrastinating seems akin to the thrill of gambling: risking loss as a means to generate excitement and challenge, and of course, the commensurate charge if you "pull it off."


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    If it can happen, it will

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    Yet, a repeated negative (seemingly out of your control) continually assails you, and you try to grow from it, but the grit of the stoics has not yet manifested as resilience.
    As an intermediate phase, you can riff away from the negativity of Murphy’s law "Anything that can go wrong will go wrong" and into "If it can happen, it will."
    This seeming pessimism is the reverse: focusing on all events allows a burst of glee when the good thing happens, a resigned affirmation when it doesn’t, but a more realistic and probabilistic view of how balanced your life is.


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    Courage born from pain

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    It takes pain over time to become courageous. Mostly we don’t want to change; we want relief.Yet, there is a threshold of despair from which cowardice costs too much.
    The goal is to reduce the time it takes to react until you are spontaneous: you courageously avoid long-term pain and temporary relief.


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    help hurts

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    The paradox of looking to others for help is that it creates hurt.
    Just as you must decide to help and change yourself, you must choose not to hurt yourself.
    Either way, getting hurt or looking for help comes from giving your responsibility to others.


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    Causing pain by existing

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    Is it possible to exist in the world without touching another in a way that causes pain? Consider the environment and relationships: Is our passage marked by waves of harm, the price of living? Or is harm a symbiosis by which both parties confirm their existence?
    Put another way, can you sit still, or do you work to escape the beating of your heart?