If we’ve been here before how come we are the same?
Was speaking to a friend about how the worries of career and self actualization are always present but sometimes deafeningly loud and sometimes quietly shadowing us. Why is it, with worries that keep coming around – fears of losing, worries of uncertainty, anxiety over not grasping the whole picture – that we aren’t able to call them what they are, the lesser devils, the annoying traces or flashbacks from when we were young and thought we had control over uncertainty, why aren’t we changed when we are staring at these redundant devils time and time and time again?