I can say this one more time.
Because my imposter syndrome refuses to integrate this kind of particular knowledge.
I. Can't. Un-get it.
I cry when you don't “get it”
Because it tells me.
There's something about yourself.
You're.
Not.
Accepting.
If you like something.
Then you convince yourself you don't like it.
Congratulations.
You played yourself.
I can say this. Because I have been constellating. Non-stop.
Once I “got it”
I “went insane”
Then I've been telling you all the cool shit I've learned.