An unapologetically self-help induced post

September 003

Knowing yourself is an illusion.

Once I felt I really knew who I was. Then I shook the etch-a-sketch and felt like I had to start all over again.This is a farce. You can’t start all over again, nor can you ever really know everything you potentially can/will be.

So what are some more constructive things to think about? I need to ask better questions. I’m bored of ‘self-discovery’ that feels like getting a cheap make over.

Do I need spirituality? Is this what it feels like to want help for my soul?