It's a very specific kind of dissonance and it makes me feel wonky to be around in ways I can't articulate, like visiting a mid-tier autumn fair house of mirrors on day two of a hangover.
I've met more than one person with low self esteem caused not by unfavourably comparing themselves to others but by depressing themselves with the gap between the Main Character version of themselves they think they should be and who they actually are. I find these people: tricky.
JK Rowling hasn’t tweeted in 12 days. Give Imane Khelif another gold medal.
The post you were trying to reply to has been deleted. It now persists, like the ephemeral mayfly, only in the dim recollections of those whose gaze rested on the stream at just the right moment, and your lost reply, like an expression of eye or mouth unnoticed, melts back into your heart.
"what is a woman" anyone who gets up to dance when Girls Just Want to Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper comes on. next question
Just seen a headline in one of the papers, saying Boris Johnson is about to publish his memoirs. A good time to remember this superb letter written during the pandemic.
I need a little less "do less of the thing" and a little more "what do you need to do the thing"
I'm really not sure I can keep doing hard things at such a relentless pace and I'm REALLY not sure what happens if I stop