I Think I Got Deep Because I Wanted to Understand Myself
I’ve always been curious about why people do what they do. Why we get attached. Why we pull away. Why one tiny comment can sit in your head for three days while another one disappears immediately. Why some people shut down when they’re hurt and other people suddenly need to talk about absolutely everything RIGHT NOW. Why we repeat things we know hurt us. Why we miss people who were bad for us. Why we sabotage things we actually want. Why our brains can somehow remember one embarrassing thing we said in 2014 but not where we put our keys ten minutes ago. Truly incredible machinery. 😂 And I think somewhere along the way, that curiosity became a big part of who I am. People sometimes tell me I’m “deep.” Which is funny because half the time I’m just sitting there thinking: Okay but why did that make me feel like that? And then apparently we’re six layers down into the human psyche. Oops. I Don’t Think I Started Looking for Answers Because I Wanted to Fix Myself That’s the...