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I kinda do, yeah. But I’m not sure if I’m referring to the same kind of thing as you.
I really want to:
Trouble is, any time I start to engage in any of this work, it feels so good that it scares me. I don’t know what it is, but I’m unable to do things I truly, deeply enjoy without getting freaked out and overwhelmed.
Stuff I kinda like but mostly just feel like an idiot doing, like smoking pot, playing video games, and dicking around here, I can do all day.
What about it makes you freaked out or overwhelmed?
I’m not sure. I think it might be horror or grief, for all the years I didn’t do these things, didn’t let myself feel or even be aware of the existence of feelings that good.
Kinda like a “leaving home” feeling, like I’m going through some door I can’t come back through.
Just trying to put words to it. Not really sure where it comes from. Just cried as I wrote this, and again I’m unsure why.
I think it’s that I really appreciate your asking