#scary close

[saresmusings]

Excerpt from "Scary Close: Dropping the Act and Finding True Intimacy" by Donald Miller 2015

[mrjesselynn]

“Sometimes the story were telling isn’t half as endearing as the one that lives inside us”

- Donald Miller, Scary Close

[writingmylifesstory]

People clapping for you will always be a nice thing. But it’s better when you have somebody to go home to and talk about it with, somebody who is more in love with you than impressed by you.

Donald Miller, Scary Close

[themonthswillpass]

“I’M NOTICING A COMMON CHARACTERISTIC OF healthy families, though. The characteristic is this: kids with parents who are honest about their shortcomings seem to do better in life. What I mean is parents who aren’t trying to be perfect or pretend they’re perfect have kids who trust and respect them more. It’s as though vulnerability and openness act as the soil that fosters security. And I’d say that’s the quality I most often sense in the children of honest, open parents. I sense security.

Donald Miller, Scary Close: Dropping the Act and Acquiring a Taste for True Intimacy

[ukulela]

Shame causes you to hide and that is a problem because the more we hide, the harder it is to be known. And we have to be known to connect.

Donald Miller, Scary Close

[jigukmins-archive]

my mind's fav era is wings cuz they looked like the word seduction was invented for them and we got solo tracks which resulted in jimin singing over some reverse spanish guitar and showing all of us what it really means to own everybody's ass. But my heart says DASI RUN RUN RUN TOT TANGERINE JIMIN IN A BATHUB. - Pluto Von Space

Well pluto von space anonie, I dont know whether to tell you to follow your heart or your mind because it seems you’ve brought up some sound points for both. Also, about Jimin... thats what he just wants you to think,,, but the truth is,,, Jimin has actually owned all of our asses from the very beginning, we may not have been aware of it, but we were all wrapped around Jimins evil little finger right from the start. He’s owned all of ours asses before we even knew he did.

THAT BEING SAID, YOUR MIND AND YOUR HEART MUST COME INTO CONFLICT A LOT ABOUT WHICH IS ERA IS YOUR TRUE FAVE LMAO. But the question is: will they ever decide to agree on one?

Send me an ask telling me what your favourite bts era is and why? ☄

[liquidlightandrunningtrees]

There are pruning seasons in life and there are growing seasons. When I look back on my life, I can tell the greatest growth comes right after you get cut back.

Donald Miller, Scary Close

[fuxtionalmemors]

Songs of the Flush

Most books are either fiction or non-fiction. If I’m going to be honest with myself I got the two genres really confused. I was so confused about the distinction that I figured they were the same thing and people were just making fun of me. Apparently, fiction is the one that is fake and non-fiction is “not fake”. I never understood why they couldn’t just say “this one is real and this is not real” instead of “this one is not real and this other one is NOT not real.” That’s just way too complicated. Either way, the two awful names come with a third genre: the self help books. To me, these books are like the awful distant cousin who comes to only one family gathering a decade. Like if I gave the 3 genres a celebrity personality… I’d say fictions is easily Morgan Freeman in “Now You See Me 2″. Captivating and mysterious but knows the how to push the right buttons to avoid being caught. Whereas non-fiction would be like Lea Michele in literally everything she has ever been in. She pretty much plays the same character in everything. She is that one under appreciated vocal star waiting to be notice but she does has a talent that can be recognized as beautiful. However, self help books are like Matt LeBlanc’s Joey Tribbiani from “Friends”. He is one of the most dimwitted characters of the show but yet you wanna give him credit where he is due. Well the self help books may or may not be on the right track but the authors all seem have a preconceived notion that they know the cure to all of your issues: a positive attitude and a desire to desire. Well, recently I’d been reading Scary Close by Donald Miller. In the book, he talks about getting intimate with yourself. Which is not something I care to do anymore than 2 times a week. But he says that you have to look deep into yourself to find the root of your problems. Where they all started. Well, let me start off with a truth and lead you into side reality. I definitely started to think about something that happening in my childhood. It was pretty early on in my childhood. You know when you are younger, you had tons of vivid dreams and you’d wake up covered in pee? I pretty much did that until I was about 13. I know, you must be thinking; I stopped peeing on myself when I was like 4 years old. Well, I could not control my bladder in my sleep. It was like try to do two opposing things at one time. I could never rub my belly and pet my head. I think it’s one of the hardest things out there and I absolutely couldn’t do it. I’d have the craziest dreams leading up to it. Most of the time I’d be hanging with my favourite actors/actresses from Disney Channel. They would talk to me about everything that interested me while handing me water, juices, and every soda at their immediate dispense. Then every time it was close to time for me to leave they’d say “We never took you on the tour, let's show him the bathroom.” I’d walk into that bathroom and me and the toilet would stare at each other. Love at first sight. I’d try to convince myself that I couldn’t cheat on my toilet at home. But then it’d start singing to me. Songs of the flush. I’d take a step closer feeling myself on the brink of peeing on myself. I’ll figure it’s better I pee in this toilet and face the repercussions from the toilet at home. Then the magical moment occurs and I feel that happy release would come. But it never felt right. I’d start to feel warm all over and my eyes would flutter. All of a sudden I was not in Selena Gomez’s house from Wizards of Waverly Place but I’m in my bed covered in pee. I hated her after that. It wasn’t always like that. I started getting smarter and I started thinking more realistically. Someone famous would never show me their bathroom they’d show me their giant pool and their home theatres. I gotta older and my dreams got more realistic. Instead of someone famous it’d be my friends, my family, my crushes… Jace… coaxing me with a smooth smile and convincing singing toilet. “Free yourself,” Jace would say. The Songs of the Flush would play in the background. Maybe I should… maybe I did… and maybe I woke up and I hated him after that. I taught myself a very valuable lesson. Don’t make friends with people who will convince you to pee in their toilet. Then all the friends would stop convincing me. My dreams became just a third person view of someone random peeing. That was enough for my overactive bladder. Then I learned a newer lesson. My mind was a traitor! Don’t trust him he just want you to pee everywhere! HE IS OUT TO GET YOU. I had to give him something to keep him occupied. I started spamming him with school and math I wanted him to see how it felt to be taken over. He got me back a few times but I managed to hold him back. Let me be clear, I like learning my brain does not. We had to come to a truce about pee though because he was willing to embarrass us both. It was not until then that I realised… I’m actually at war with my brain. And we’ve been fighting ever since…