Ah, yes. The shadow self. That awkward +1 at every life event, standing in the corner, sipping on a questionable metaphorical cocktail of repressed fears and unchecked rage.
Jung says we must integrate it—which, let’s be honest, sounds like inviting the cryptic, brooding anti-hero of a TV drama to move in permanently. (“No, Shadow-Me, we are NOT naming the WiFi ‘SelfSabotage_2.0.’”)
But here’s the real kicker: What if the real danger isn’t the shadow itself… but the stories we tell about it?
What if some of our “shadow” isn’t actually darkness but outdated programming we never questioned?
What if society’s definition of a “good person” is just a clever way to keep us predictable and small?
And most importantly… what’s the difference between integrating your shadow and romanticizing it? (‘Cause I feel like my angsty teen phase leaned way too hard into “I’m just misunderstood.”)
Excuse me while I go journal my entire existence into mild panic and clarity.
Ah, yes. The shadow self. That awkward +1 at every life event, standing in the corner, sipping on a questionable metaphorical cocktail of repressed fears and unchecked rage.
Jung says we must integrate it—which, let’s be honest, sounds like inviting the cryptic, brooding anti-hero of a TV drama to move in permanently. (“No, Shadow-Me, we are NOT naming the WiFi ‘SelfSabotage_2.0.’”)
But here’s the real kicker: What if the real danger isn’t the shadow itself… but the stories we tell about it?
What if some of our “shadow” isn’t actually darkness but outdated programming we never questioned?
What if society’s definition of a “good person” is just a clever way to keep us predictable and small?
And most importantly… what’s the difference between integrating your shadow and romanticizing it? (‘Cause I feel like my angsty teen phase leaned way too hard into “I’m just misunderstood.”)
Excuse me while I go journal my entire existence into mild panic and clarity.