Leard the lesson the hard way. Friend had drained me to such level that i had to choose between them and my own health.
After the friendship ended, they had texted me 6 months later and had told me that they went to a psychologist (which i have been telling them to do for years).
We continued the friendship. But text only, like pen pals. It was their idea and i agreed, because:
1. Feels like they deserve a second chance after finally going to a psychologist.
2. It's a sort of "training" for me to be more comfortable in saying "no" or displeasing someone. The "scars" that i have remind be to not take their discomfort into me and be a bit more stern/callous instead of enabling or people pleasing.
3. I still care about them.
4. Through interacting with them i stumble upon new stuff from time to time.
I’ve observed this to be true time and again. Rock bottom is where people can push off from. And countries. And societies. In the end, if things are bad, they have to get worse before they can transform.
🔥🔥🔥 reminds me of Churchill’s “if you’re going through hell, keep going.” This was such a good read on that hitting-rock-bottom you-vs-yourself feeling
This is the second essay I am reading by you...the first one I thought was written by Mark Manson until I got to the end and realized it wasn't. I mean that in the best possible way. I love Mark Manson's work. You can really nail a topic with precision, humor and TRUTH! Love what you are doing here...I will keep reading.
Profound and beautiful. I wish my brother (53 years old) and cousin (60 years old) who both self-destroyed their respective lives could have read your words.
Leard the lesson the hard way. Friend had drained me to such level that i had to choose between them and my own health.
After the friendship ended, they had texted me 6 months later and had told me that they went to a psychologist (which i have been telling them to do for years).
We continued the friendship. But text only, like pen pals. It was their idea and i agreed, because:
1. Feels like they deserve a second chance after finally going to a psychologist.
2. It's a sort of "training" for me to be more comfortable in saying "no" or displeasing someone. The "scars" that i have remind be to not take their discomfort into me and be a bit more stern/callous instead of enabling or people pleasing.
3. I still care about them.
4. Through interacting with them i stumble upon new stuff from time to time.
I’ve observed this to be true time and again. Rock bottom is where people can push off from. And countries. And societies. In the end, if things are bad, they have to get worse before they can transform.
self destructiveness and self improvement have a lot in common now that I think about it.
🔥🔥🔥 reminds me of Churchill’s “if you’re going through hell, keep going.” This was such a good read on that hitting-rock-bottom you-vs-yourself feeling
Thanks Sherry
Bravo 👏
This is a beautiful piece of writing, Justin. Thank you.
My pleasure. I'm particularly fond of this one so I'm glad you liked it.
This is the second essay I am reading by you...the first one I thought was written by Mark Manson until I got to the end and realized it wasn't. I mean that in the best possible way. I love Mark Manson's work. You can really nail a topic with precision, humor and TRUTH! Love what you are doing here...I will keep reading.
Thank you very much. I'll certainly take that as a compliment.
The title got my attention. The story kept it.
Thank you for this refreshingly honest piece.
It is without a doubt my pleasure. Thank you.
Read this a few days ago and haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since. Thank you.
You are utterly welcome.
Saved this one. Thanks Justin.
My pleasure.
thank you so much, more people need to be reading this
Great piece!
Profound and beautiful. I wish my brother (53 years old) and cousin (60 years old) who both self-destroyed their respective lives could have read your words.
Thank you
You are very welcome. I feel for you.
What terrific insight- for the benefit of those addicted and the ones who care about them. Thanks
I loved this post. Very moving!
This is profound, even moving. It's something we need to hear in an age of sentimentality.
Thank you.
My pleasure. I appreciate that.