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it’s weird, coming to terms with being a real person it’s something like . . . other people don’t have anything i particularly don’t have? their opinions aren’t somehow more real. their opinions are made of the same stuff as mine

welcome to the reality no one told you about, where there aren’t “other people” anymore (adults), who sort of check your answers where you start checking your own answers, against your internal sense-making https://t.co/qlmGmhvvJu

objects are me, i am objects https://t.co/U2EZwlkBTJ

justifying feels like shit i’m terrified that’s going to make me lose control, or if i can’t explain it, it won’t exist anymore https://t.co/2uVONuc14X

“feelings have no real-world utility until i justify them” can you see how i learned that https://t.co/WmUB3KrkJ6

whereas it’s exactly sort of the opposite my feelings are the only reason to really live one way or the other. anything is possible. wanna order more socks? i can anything is allowed, as long as i can survive https://t.co/nirrmLy7DA

my feelings are the only thing making life real to me right now every moment, every little step, there is a sense of reality that comes from within me i have the thing that i thought was only in other people. i have the right to create a reality, as long as i can stay solvent
