I’m feeling foolish. I’m glad I know better now, but I also am annoyed with myself that I was so wrong before. I was under the impression that I had any influence over my condition, and even the world at large, but that was a delusion of grandeur.
I am starting to see this more realistically, and it is a small relief that I am not significant in the grand scheme of whatever. At the same time, I spent all of this time getting wound up over the right way to behave, when I could have been relaxing this whole time. Nobody is paying me to run the frickin world. Nor do I have any ability or interest in that. Soooo why do I have to feel like a monster for not solving world peace, etc.
It’s almost like I want to ignore the work I could do to improve myself by projecting all my stuff “out there” and fighting against imaginary demons. Yet, when I try to face the things I can and should care for, I’m immediately flooded with panic and I short circuit into self soothing behaviors, whether or not they are healthy.