At some point
Maybe
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Dear Future Historian, 06/07/2023 Canterbury UK
I am so depressed today. Let me rephrase that. I feel so
depressed today. The attention to detail in language, especially the written one
I suppose, is crucial. I do not identify with my depression. Thus, it is not
that I am, me personally, depressed as a state of being. Depression is an
add-on. Something that I feel, but it’s not me. Like a smell. Like a thought.
This is what meditation and mindfulness are teaching. Detachment from negative
thoughts and feelings. You cannot make them disappear, you cannot pause them,
you cannot mute them. Still, when you realise that you can just let them be as
a noise in the background, then you can just continue your life—almost as
if—they’re not even there.
However, you should never try to shut them up. There comes a point where, you realise that the background voices aren’t your enemy at all. They are just super anxious and over-conscious guards. Warning systems. But, not like a bot (no offence my dear Bots). Or, if like bots, then like the ones in the Black Mirror episode, the one that you got a conscious and sentient bot version of yourself, to set up the thermostat in your house and make your toast.