I always wonder..
I always wonder if my beliefs make sense. I suspect a lot of them do not, that I have unhealthy things I believe, because I don’t live in the world I want to live in, and I believe my beliefs inform my neural network in how it constellates reality and presents the world to me. For example, I keep discovering exceptions to my own rules for myself when certain people are involved, I think because I feel so extremely strongly about them that I assume if they ask me for something it must be okay. but I wonder if this idea actually makes me a danger to them and myself, because if they ask me for something stupid, they’ll get it, even at the peril of me not being authentically myself. This may actually be one of the problems that plague a number of my friendships.