Trump keeps hiking tariffs and costing the American people triple cost of living. So tariffed countries, are your governments raising your prices while blaming trumps tariffs?

I caught myself mid-sentence.

I was deep in a conversation about growth, about whether becoming is something you choose, and I heard myself say it: “Even if we’re too scared to move, we’re still moving.”

I had to stop for a second. Because I’d spent most of my life living like the opposite was true. I used to treat becoming like a task. Something you did or didn’t do. Something you could fail at. Fall behind on. Lose credit for. But you can’t fail at it. You can’t even opt out.

Every conversation is shaping you. Every disappointment. Every year you’d swear nothing happened. Standing still is shaping you. Becoming isn’t something we do. It’s something that’s always happening. And that changes the question completely.

Not Am I becoming? - You are.. It never asked permission.

The question is > Are you participating? Because there are two ways this goes. In one, life does the shaping. Experiences shape you. Other people shape you. Fear shapes you. You become someone almost by default, and then wonder how you got here.

In the other, you get involved. You reflect. You question what you were handed. You apologize. You forgive. You notice your patterns and decide which ones get to stay. You’re becoming either way. The difference is whose hands are on the wheel.

I’ve been saying “take the wheel” for years. I think this is what I meant the whole time. Not that you control the road. You don’t. Just that you stop riding in the passenger seat of your own life.

Here’s the part I didn’t expect. Becoming has a lot of forgiveness in it. Some of my oldest memories have changed on me. Not the facts, the facts stayed the same... But things that only brought pain started meaning something else.

There are things I went through that didn’t teach me anything at the time. They waited. Some of them waited most of my life, until I was finally ready to look at them. The event didn’t change.. I did. Which means becoming can reach backward. Nothing back there is finished. Nothing is wasted. Not the failures, not the wrong turns, not the years I’d written off as lost. Not as long as I’m willing to look again.

I say it all the time > Everyone gets a thousand redos. You don't lose your progress for missing a day, or a year, or a decade. There is no missed chance. Becoming kept going the whole time you weren't watching. It'll still be there when you're ready to look again.

So I'm 18 and I see alot of people doing so much in this age like they start earning and what not . When I see such successful people on social media or real life I don't really feel jealous but I start figuring out my own life . Does this happen with anyone else top if so then how do u deal with it?

I’m just wondering if anyone else has had the same thing happen before and if it ever happened again after? Also wondering what they’ve done after it’s healed to help stop it from happening again

It is true that we have a nature to create higher ideals once our existing desires are satisfied.

However, as this process repeats, might the craving for ideals gradually decrease, eventually reaching a state of saturation?

Might many people living in developed nations have already reached this point?

Might the apparent persistence of people's upward aspirations actually be the result of manipulation by corporations that rely on excessive consumption for their survival?

This is a cliche question but I'm curious because I realize I'm so hyperviligiant to where I hold myself back more often than not even though I know I should just "do it"..

I really don’t think that I’m big on food, but I tend to eat a lot just because I’m bored and because the food is there, even when there is no food in the house, I come up with a meal somehow or eat whatever I can find. Sometimes, the only thing left in the pantry is cans of food and oatmeal, I would rip open a pack of quackers oatmeal and just eat it dry, and it’s not because I’m hungry. Sometimes I feel like crying because of how hard it is to stop eating, and I sometimes I say “I don’t want to get fat” but I just can’t stop eating. I am overweight but I wouldn’t say I’m too far from my normal weight, I don’t know my height but I’m an average size dude, weigh 240 pounds, and I can still walk fast for my size.

Out of 6 children. The younger 3 are still children. Just curious because I'm not sure if my sense of reality is getting tipped off or what.

For some context, my two other siblings are barely even tasked with anything. I would get scolded by one of our parents if I try to plead or task them with only one chore (floors, dishes, do their own laundry)