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When Doves Cry

A “Rumination” on Empathy (Sorry, it’s a long one…) Cognitive vs. Emotional Cognitive Empathy, or “perspective-taking,” is the intellectual ability to identify and understand another person’s emotions, thoughts, and perspective without necessarily feeling them. It is often described as “thinking with” someone, acting as a rational, logical understanding of their situation. This skill is crucial for…
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Monday Mark – 27.5 & 28.0

27.5 – For Last Week’s MM: Accept this: You don’t have to prove anything to anybody, ever. Including yourself. The moment you stop asking for permission is when you realize it was never required. What have you been trying to prove lately? Whose permission do you seek? Pick one small decision you’ve been waiting for permission…
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Monday Mark – 26.5 & 27.0

26.5 – For Last Week’s MM: A great spouse makes everything else in your life easier.A bad spouse makes everything else in your life harder. Your romantic relationship is your highest leverage choice in life. Every healthy relationship starts with two people who have healthy relationships with themselves. Any toxic relationship is the result of at…
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Monday Mark – 25.5 & 26.0

25.5 – For Last Week’s MM: You can have anything you want in life. You just can’t have everything you want. The game of life is trade-offs. Being willing to disappoint people is the only way to be truly free. Who are you afraid of disappointing if you really go for what you want? Choose one trade-off you want, and…
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Tomorrow…

These last few days have been a conglomerate of sinking mood, worsening pain, one half-day headache, and ruminations about life in general. Tuesday I had a really rough EMDR session, where we dug deep into my abandonment issues. I learned a lot, but it left me feeling completely drained. I took a nap immediately afterwards.…
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It’s ironic and sad that I can remember when I used to have an innocent and fantastical perspective about life, despite how very long ago that was for me. It has systematically been eroded over the course of my 43 years. The very first “scary” incident I remember happening was when my brother fell over…
