How often do you talk to your twin?
I know, most of us don’t get along with family.
But you have to make peace with this one, because they’re conjoined with you at the brain– we’re talking about your twin. There’s the public YOU and the private YOU.
And even though twinzo’s private, they narrate every part of our stories.
So let’s talk about self-acceptance.
“Love thyself, accept your weirdness, your quirks make you who you are”– a lot of sweet nothings shoved down our brains in an attempt to convince us that theres nothing wrong with us.
meh.
As if settling automatically makes you love yourself.
See, your narrator won’t fall for what the public does, because unlike the public, they know everything about you, and they know when you lie.
I’m starting to see internal conflict as data, nothing personal, emotional, or negative. Where there is conflict, there is a need for resolution– and so, we should embrace all internal conflict.
It’s often subtle, and very hard to distinguish.
But you’ll know when there’s a problem with your twin.
For example– let’s say you’re doing everything you’re supposed to be doing. You have a career that’s solid, you’ve got hobbies you’re enjoying, and you’re steadily building your own project on the side.
Everything looks good– except, only you know, you’re miserable. Deep down, pissed off.
Instead of addressing it, you ignore it– because the realization that others who work harder than you have less fills you with massive guilt.
This creates a depressive spiral. And on-and-on it goes.
What creates this dissatisfaction?
And an even better question– who’s unhappy? You or your twin?
Sometimes you don’t want the same thing, and sometimes you do– it’s important to play for the same team if you’re going to get ahead.
Build a relationship with them.
My twin wants mastery, total submission to a skill, to be consumed by his own desire and direct that towards a singular purpose.
Me– I just want money and fame.
We clash over this every time. I just want to live a fun life, play, do cool shit– but twinster is intense, and needs much more.
Two people can’t drive one car, but they can agree on the destination.
Well, that’s what’s happening.
For the sake of keeping both parties happy, I’ve let go of some of my empty delusions to better my relationship with my twin.
I need him, and so, we’re working together.
Muay thai is for my twin. Writing is for my twin. When I’m alone and working– that’s for him. Because he has the intensity to focus.
When the time comes to step out and play– It’ll be me at the forefront.
Like it or not, we all have a twin.
So choose what you do wisely.
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