Iā€™ve been warned by well-meaning friends not to lean too heavily into nostalgia as I revisit past events in my life. I understand their perspective and theyā€™re not even necessarily wrong, but itā€™s not about what was had before, or what could have been had and was lost; itā€™s about whatā€™s missing now. The nostalgia is a signpost for the path to discovering new meaning. Excerpt from a 1976 interview of AnaĆÆs Nin by Jeffrey Bailey of New Orleans Review: NOR We seem now to be swept by a tide of nostalgia, a series of tides, really. How do you react to this? Are you nostalgic? NIN No, Iā€™m really not. I love my present life, I love the people who visit me now. Iā€™m much more interested in experiencing new cycles than in looking back. I tend to feel negatively about nostalgia; I think we go back when we feel stunted in the present life. People who are nostalgic have known something good in the past and want to pick it up again; say, for example, the houseboat period in my own life. When Iā€™m in Paris, I look at those boats gently tossing on the water and I recall many good things, but I really donā€™t have that nostalgic craving. Each cycle of my life interested me equally, but I have no desire to go back to any of them.
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Feb 21, 2025

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ugh this is good. however! i would maybe argue some nostalgia (admittedly not all) is an embrace of those cycles. things come around again for a purpose. you can usually feel the difference between a nostalgia of fondness and a fondness of toxicity.
Feb 21, 2025
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babyoblivi0n ** i meant a nostalgia of fondness and a nostalgia of toxicity
Feb 21, 2025
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babyoblivi0n I so agree I think it all has its purpose
Feb 21, 2025

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iā€™m a very nostalgic and sentimental person. i feel that iā€™ve lived a majority of my life in my head, and i find that i enjoy the past more than i ever enjoy the present. i donā€™t think nostalgia is a bad thing, but i can definitely fall into feeling sad because iā€™m yearning for different eras of my life (hereā€™s the kicker- even if i know i was actually miserable during that time, but now that iā€™m slightly more removed, iā€™ve romanticized the experience) well the other day my mom and i talked about the idea of being nostalgic for the moment youā€™re currently in. notice all of the little details that are creating the experience youā€™re having, and be grateful that you live a life thatā€™s worth remembering and looking back on. file that moment away, so then, weeks/months/years from now when youā€™re looking back on this moment, youā€™ll know that you experienced it fully.
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as scary as the here-and-now is, we can't go back! only forward! nostalgia is bittersweet and feels eerily comforting, but you can't hold or be held by a memory and there are a whole lot of people that need us to be present rn. shit is hard.
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I like nostalgia, I like to feel like I miss a memory or feeling. I like to think that in some future I will feel what my mind remembers again. I like to feel nostalgic about scenarios that haven't even happened but are there, waiting to happen.
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