Original Advice
“DONT: Over-intellectualize feelings until they go numb.”
Stop Autopsying Your Emotions Alive
Stop grading your own weather. You keep running feelings through a logic shredder until only dust remains, then wonder why you can’t taste your life. You explain sadness into trivia. You footnote rage. You host a debate instead of a heartbeat. This is self-ghosting with spreadsheets. Let the ache be warm, loud, inconvenient. Feel it before you file it.
Analysis is a coolant, not a cure. The moment you diagram a feeling, the body loses the plot. Nerves want movement, not PowerPoints. Thought is fast; grief is slow. When speed wins, sensation freezes. Your clarity sharpens the cage. Let mess be data. Let tears be timestamps. Presence metabolizes what theory preserves. Think later, after the storm has crossed the room.
Cosmic Context
You’re fixed air: brilliant, high-altitude, ruled by Saturn and Uranus. Your distance is a gift; your detachment is a trap—today, descend.
Action
──────Say the feeling out loud and set a three-minute timer.
✨ You are allowed to cry without a thesis. ✨