Oh, Rebecca, sending compassion and love for you on those many *bad* days, when your thoughts must be far dimmer. I recognize much of what you say in my own thinking before both my work separation and my divorce. And it says something about our institutions (or relationships) when they leave us feeling like death will provide welcome rel…
Oh, Rebecca, sending compassion and love for you on those many *bad* days, when your thoughts must be far dimmer. I recognize much of what you say in my own thinking before both my work separation and my divorce. And it says something about our institutions (or relationships) when they leave us feeling like death will provide welcome relief. I so hope that you can find a more sustaining day-to-day way of being.
You've nailed my resistance in your second paragraph. I did feel that my soul and purpose had been colonized during brand conversations at my former employer. And as I say in my response to Jay above, I don't think that I have to accept capitalistic parlance as the default for everything in my life, anymore than I have to accept Bob Dylan's notion that everyone worships something whether they are conscious of it or not (why does the word have to be "worship" -- why does the word have to be "brand"?).
Sending solidarity to you in resisting the systems that would make us objects even to ourselves! Fuck that, Rebecca. I don't wake up thinking that anymore, I'm grateful to say. I have a solid year, likely two, to give my entrepreneurial ventures a go. And I mean to use that time to restore myself. I hope you can find a way to do the same.
Oh, Rebecca, sending compassion and love for you on those many *bad* days, when your thoughts must be far dimmer. I recognize much of what you say in my own thinking before both my work separation and my divorce. And it says something about our institutions (or relationships) when they leave us feeling like death will provide welcome relief. I so hope that you can find a more sustaining day-to-day way of being.
You've nailed my resistance in your second paragraph. I did feel that my soul and purpose had been colonized during brand conversations at my former employer. And as I say in my response to Jay above, I don't think that I have to accept capitalistic parlance as the default for everything in my life, anymore than I have to accept Bob Dylan's notion that everyone worships something whether they are conscious of it or not (why does the word have to be "worship" -- why does the word have to be "brand"?).
Sending solidarity to you in resisting the systems that would make us objects even to ourselves! Fuck that, Rebecca. I don't wake up thinking that anymore, I'm grateful to say. I have a solid year, likely two, to give my entrepreneurial ventures a go. And I mean to use that time to restore myself. I hope you can find a way to do the same.