I love reading your words. Thank you for sharing them. I nodded along to this entire piece, as if it were a song I already knew yet hadn't heard in years.
"I felt a little bit indignant when someone makes it a point to tell me: don’t write about this in the Substack. As if I’m slinking around gathering everyone’s sordid details and chomping at the bit to reveal what I’ve been told in confidence. As if I have no self-control or awareness. As if I want to damage the most precious relationships in my life by sharing what’s not mine to share with strangers."
Just riveting. All the toil and turmoil and wasted time of being a woman. It's a beautiful sorrow. An unbearable lightness. In the words of Julia Jacklin, "strong but willing to be saved, ignore the tenderness you crave."
I am so late to this post but if you haven’t read her already, you might find Hannah Arendt interesting re: self/mind, self-display/self-performance, and similar concepts. I’ve been reading Life of the Mind and am constantly thinking about (mere) appearance and (true) being, and this piece made me think of it once again!
hi there! i know this is a very simple thing to say, but i resonated with this. thank you for writing this. this is the first piece of yours ive read and i look forward to when more comes around :)
I love reading your words. Thank you for sharing them. I nodded along to this entire piece, as if it were a song I already knew yet hadn't heard in years.
"I felt a little bit indignant when someone makes it a point to tell me: don’t write about this in the Substack. As if I’m slinking around gathering everyone’s sordid details and chomping at the bit to reveal what I’ve been told in confidence. As if I have no self-control or awareness. As if I want to damage the most precious relationships in my life by sharing what’s not mine to share with strangers."
Yes, me too, same.
Sending hugs to you, fellow seeker. xo
this is wonderful to hear. hugs back, and thank you for reading.
Just riveting. All the toil and turmoil and wasted time of being a woman. It's a beautiful sorrow. An unbearable lightness. In the words of Julia Jacklin, "strong but willing to be saved, ignore the tenderness you crave."
Julia Jacklin seeps into the subconscious. Thank you, my fellow exhausted woman <3
I am so late to this post but if you haven’t read her already, you might find Hannah Arendt interesting re: self/mind, self-display/self-performance, and similar concepts. I’ve been reading Life of the Mind and am constantly thinking about (mere) appearance and (true) being, and this piece made me think of it once again!
Funny, I have been reading Arendt on St. Augustine. Thanks for the rec!
hi there! i know this is a very simple thing to say, but i resonated with this. thank you for writing this. this is the first piece of yours ive read and i look forward to when more comes around :)
thanks so much! so kind
As a man, I have no words. I was possessed by your words to continue reading and learn more about your narrative. Delicious!