I have been thinking about the vocabulary we …
I have been thinking about the vocabulary we use for the inner life. How much of it actually belongs to us. Most of the words we reach for when we try to describe what is happening inside, sadness, anxiety, frustration, and fear, were handed to us. By language. By family. By the culture we were born into. We use them because we have them. Not because they are precise. There is a practice gaining attention in psychology circles: inventing your own terms for emotional states that standard language doesn’t quite reach. Coining something private, personal, exact. I think this practice



