In childhood, everybody looks at you through your parents’ eyes. In adulthood, everybody looks at you through your own eyes. And you look at yourself through your parents’ eyes. Saying “this is how society sees us” is nothing but a way to hide from this hard truth.
You randomly delved into Jung again by way of Peter Gabriel? Or is it Freud? Through what eyes do your parents look at you?
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No, I delved into the horrors of feminist blogging courtesy of reader el. 😆😆😆
I was brought up by people who worshipped me in a literal sense. They’d sit around me in a group like I was their altar, staring at me in awe. It’s the fuel that moves me through life.
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