Choosing to believe ourselves -- How does one know what is their life?I wake up most days and my life is unrecognizable by any previous standard of measurement. Guardrails vanished. Familiar rhythms dissolved. The external cues I depended on to know I was right side up are gone.It’s somehow quite unsettling and liberating.
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How does one know what is *their* life?
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Choosing to believe ourselves -- How does one know what is their life?I wake up most days and my life is unrecognizable by any previous standard of measurement. Guardrails vanished. Familiar rhythms dissolved. The external cues I depended on to know I was right side up are gone.It’s somehow quite unsettling and liberating.