I Want to Be Alone — But I Don’t Want to Be Alone

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(Nietzsche, Jung and Peterson)
Indecision is not confusion.
It is refusal.
A refusal to place yourself under judgment.
A refusal to accept
loss.
A refusal to take responsibility for the shape of your life.
Nietzsche named it decadence.
Jung saw it as a split
psyche.
Peterson calls it chaos entering where responsibility is
abandoned.
Different languages.
Same condition.
1. Indecision is moral laziness, not humility
You
delay because choosing would expose you.
To yourself.
To
others.
Neutrality feels safe — until years pass and nothing solid stands behind you.
2. Wanting to be alone and not wanting to be alone is a
power fantasy
You want withdrawal without
confrontation.
You want connection without obligation.
That is not complexity.
It is entitlement.
Life demands payment upfront.
3. The shadow grows where action is postponed
Jung
warned that what is not lived consciously
does not disappear —
it mutates.
Unchosen lives turn into bitterness.
Unused strength turns into
cruelty.
The shadow feeds on delay.
4. Overthinking is cowardice dressed as
intelligence
Thought is meant to serve action.
When it
doesn't, it turns predatory.
You don't need more insight.
You need to risk being wrong.
Thinking without action corrodes character.
5. No man's land destroys meaning quietly
Nothing
collapses.
Nothing commits.
Nothing ends.
So nothing begins.
You become a spectator to your own life —
and resentment
takes root.
6. Time does not forgive hesitation
Life keeps
score.
Opportunities don't disappear dramatically —
they harden
into limitations.
What you refuse to choose
returns later as fate.
And fate is ruthless.
7. Order must be chosen before it feels
true
Responsibility comes first.
Meaning comes later —
or not at all.
You don't wait for certainty.
You act, and clarity follows or
breaks you.
Indecision is chaos pretending to be wisdom.
Leave no man's land
Choose solitude — and
face yourself without anesthetic.
Or choose responsibility — and
let life demand something of you.
But stop hovering between chaos and order,
calling paralysis
reflection.
It isn't.
It's decay.
Wake up. We only have a short time here — so go for it.
Best wishes,
Raymond and Ken
