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Stop expecting me to carry your emotional confusion

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  One of the hardest lessons I've had to learn is that I am not responsible for other people's emotional confusion. I'm tired of relationships where nobody seems to know what they want. One day they want constant communication, the next they disappear. One day they expect you to listen for hours, the next you're "too much." Sometimes they only reach out when they need emotional support but have no space for your feelings in return. It becomes a cycle of mixed signals, emotional inconsistency, and constantly trying to guess what version of someone you'll get today. And honestly? I'm done with it. I've spent far too much energy trying to be understanding, patient, empathetic, and available, believing that if I just communicated better or loved people a little more, things would eventually become balanced. They rarely did. Instead, I found myself becoming an emotional support system for people who weren't emotionally available. I was expected to u...

I Chose the Monster: Maybe it was never about the monster

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One of the questions I get asked most often is why I keep writing about monsters. Demons. Fallen angels. Creatures that exist somewhere between mythology, psychology, and fantasy. The answer is surprisingly simple: I've never been particularly interested in monsters. I've always been interested in people. My I Chose the Monster series isn't really about darkness, evil, or being seduced by forbidden things. It's about projection. It's about the stories we tell ourselves about what makes someone worthy of love, acceptance, and existence. For years, shadow work has fascinated me, especially through the lens of Jungian psychology. We often imagine the shadow as something terrifying that has to be defeated or integrated, but I sometimes wonder if we've been asking the wrong questions. What if the real tragedy isn't that we have a shadow? What if it's that we've become convinced our ordinary human self isn't enough? Fairy tales usually tell us that hu...

Welcome to the Beautiful Chaos.

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 First of all, thank you for stopping by. Whether you found me through one of my books, a random Google search, TikTok, YouTube, Goodreads, or because the internet decided to throw us together, I'm happy you're here. I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Cory Kay, I'm from Romania, I work in Finance because capitalism happened, and every weekday I spend several hours pretending Excel spreadsheets are the highlight of my existence. They're not. They do, however, provide an endless supply of material for fictional characters. If you've ever worked in a corporate office, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Some people leave work with back pain, I leave with dialogue for my next novel. The funny thing is that my actual life has always happened somewhere else. It happened in books, in stories, in notebooks filled with ideas at two o'clock in the morning, in dreams that refused to leave me alone, and in an almost unhealthy curiosity about why human ...