“I’m sick and tired of these same old problems. Please universe, give me some new problems to deal with!”
If you feel like you’re in ground hogs day, experiencing the same problems over and over again— distant lovers, lukewarm career, friendships in tumult—then those things are not the problem. You are the problem.
Your needs are being served by being in pain, you are...
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Julie loves dogs. She is a member of PETA, and a vegan. When she was a kid she had a dog named Bella. Bella was her best friend because her mother resented her in a way that most children only think their mothers resent them, and her scam artist dad had pissed off years prior.
Julie moved every few months from one hovel to the next. Bella went everywhere with her. They slept in the same bed, and ate off...
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Thank you very much!!
Your blog was a little spark that ignite a fire inside me.
I don’t know if you remember, but my heart was destroyed, and the next day a I got an email from G8 (the best 8 universities in Australia) inviting me to apply for masters. It was something i have always wanted, but at that time, it could have been a sudoku or a puzzle, no difference.
I did all the paperwork to think of...
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Honesty is something I’ve talked about here because being honest begins with self-honesty. You can’t “be authentic,” or build the life you want without self honesty because you’ll have no idea who you are or what you want to do if your entire mental life is walls and facades.
James Altucher is a good blogger because he’s honest. From Do You Have to be Rich to be...
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We think our emotions happen to us. The internal experience of an emotion makes it feel inevitable. Our language even tricks us: that phone bill made me angry.
But that’s an illusion.
To prove that our reactions and experiences are entirely within our control, I present one Thích Quảng Đức.
Thich Quang Duc Self-Immolates (Click to Enlarge)
Thích Quảng Đức, a Buddhist monk, burned...
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I wept like a heart broken child just now. It’s not a cute and shocking metaphor. I was literally wracked with sobs, convulsing in the fetal position on this couch in the San Francisco Bay Area until about 30 seconds ago. This requires some context.
I’ll tell the whole story some day, but here’s a summary.
The Fall
My dad was a great guy, and a perfectly normal 9-to-5 suburban suit....
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The Last Psychiatrist is a blog I read because his way of thinking excites me and his way of writing impresses me. He recently wrote an article about Second Life, and I think it may be one of the last I read from him. Not because it’s bad, but because it’s so very good.
There comes a time as a regular reader, that you just outgrow a writer. Not because they are worse, but because you’ve...
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“Tiff’s a chocolate whore.”
Ben is Tiffany’s husband, and he’s a well-meaning guy. He has a bit of a way with words.
The three of us are walking into a Godiva store to pick up a treat for Tiffany. Ben says “Tiff’s a chocolate whore.”
“Aficionado? Chocolate princess, maybe?” I offer.
Ben doesn’t care about word choices, it’s all the...
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“Whether you think you can or you think you can’t, you’re right.” – Henry...
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Gema is 23 years old and might be gay. She’s not sure. (Not news.)
The problem about being maybe-gay is that Gema lives with her hyper-conservative parents, and has no legal rights as an unmarried Muslim woman in Indonesia.
She was in a bind. Her parents expect her to find a nice boy (of their choosing probably), get married, and make lots of babies. At 23, she’s older than any of her sisters...
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