Introspection will Kill You
One of my favorite verses from Anna Nalick’s marvelous song ‘Breathe’ is “2 am, and I'm still awake, writing a song. If I get it all down on paper, it’s no longer Inside of me, threatening the life, it belongs to And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd.” Introspecting & then penning down all her inner thoughts on paper, Anna should’ve felt a liberating cathartic sensation, yet she felt like she’s naked in front of the crowd . Let’s go off on a tangent. A recent reliable survey by Tasha Eurich’s [organizational psychologist] team showcased that the people who introspected became far more ‘unhappy & depressed’ than those who lived in ignorance. And the more they introspected, the more they become melancholy as fuck. Hey! Hey! Hey! - What the hell is going on here? I thought introspection, like making love & eating Swiss chocolates, is a damn good thing for our mind, body, souls & toes. After meticulous research [all while staring at