Is the process of growing up watching certainties get polluted with doubt?

It's not thoughts v. feelings, it's now-feelings v. past-feelings v. present-thoughts v. past-thoughts about future-feelings, and so on forever. I feel stuck between mirrors, reflected endlessly in every direction, lost in the sequence and unable to tell which me is me.






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