Really been going through it lately. I’m on my third day of a washout. Typically I don’t get any type of bloom effect, but I’ll keep an eye out.
Had a dream last night of my face being entirely different and more feminine. At this point I just don’t have any attachment to “who I am” because honestly I don’t even know who that is. My whole life is just a neverending string of trauma responses. So it’s kind of like whatever at this point. However I live my life and my inspired actions to do so are me and it just doesn’t go any deeper than that. My identity just never developed, I’m kind of making peace with that now more. But that frees me to not being tied to my limitations that I thought were “me”. Nope not “me” just a tangled string of trauma getting in the way of the expression of myself.
My seductress name embed has the singularity paradox module. So I guess one that’s popping up now. The inward search to finding more of myself results in being less of myself and the releasing of that search frees me to just be as myself in whatever stage of growth I’m at. To find more of myself I have to stop searching for myself.
I visited a friend back around where I grew up. As soon as I hit familiar roads I started having a panic attack. There’s still a lot of pain with my past I’d rather just forget about and get on with my life. But sooner or later I know I have to confront that and sit with it.