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Addiction Relapse + Dealing with Loss // Post Graduate Life

I didn't have value (because that was what was congruent with the facts of my reality at the moment). I gave up on myself. For a short while I gave up on everything, and everyone. I didn't shower for nearly 2 weeks. I lost purpose even in my yoga practice and in running. I didn't want to go out. What was the point? Where would I go? Who the hell wants to see me? I sure as hell didn't even want to see myself.
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My Biggest Pet Peeve: The “I’m Worried About You.”

Have you ever gotten this phrase through a loved one or a friend? Wow, does it ever irk me. Wait...what makes you think worrying about me makes my situation better? If a)I'm not worried about myself and b) I'm already doubting myself, what good does it do to put forth that negative, unstable energy in my field to amplify it? The other day, when I admitted to a friend some of my struggles and her seeing me so upset, she simply stated, "I'm not worried about you."  And in that moment, I felt a huge wave of relief wash over me...