I must not "Need Everyone to Like Me". Need Everyone to Like Me is the mind-killer. Need Everyone to Like Me is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my Need Everyone to Like Me sooo much all the time. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the Need Everyone to Like Me has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
If people were too mean to you when you were growing up, a newborn animal will materialize inside your brain and it’s so so scared and shivering and it will stay there for years. Decades, even. And whenever you say something kind of weird but true to your heart the animal will tell you “Noo! You can’t say that! If you say that, everyone will hate you!”. The animal means well. It’s so so small and everything is so scary for them and it’s just trying to protect you. But listen to me. Listen to me. Whenever this happens, you can’t do what the animal says. You can’t. If you do, you’ll become as scared as the animal. You have to keep saying weird shit. You have to keep doing things the animal wouldn’t approve of. If you do enough things that scare the animal, maybe one day it’ll go to sleep.
I came across this in a book I'm currently reading and it's really stuck in my mind and I wanted to share
'Sheep in Wolf's clothing' by Judith Duffey 1986
I don't know if anyone on here is going to be interested I'm this piece or anything but I wanted to share as it struck me an an amazing piece of textile art