I saw something online recently that said, ‘your 20s and 30s are just research, life begins at 40.’ I think it came originally from Carl Jung. He theorized that it’s in our forties that focus shifts from external achievement to inner fulfillment. The past few years, I’ve had a real shift that I’ve come to …
On a day before my fortieth birthday, I woke up disabled. On a day before my very recent 46th birthday, I woke up feral with very few f***s left. I’ve had some personality changes over the last several months, in that I seem to have gone feral. I no longer give a ffffffffff about much. …
The past couple years, I started to develop an immunity to gaslighting. Today, I realized it’s great that I’m nearly impervious now to gaslighting but what’s even better? I don’t have to put myself in situations to experience gaslighting at all! Common refrains I heard for many years included such hits as, “I never said/did …
This month, I had my first Ocrevus infusion, had a birthday, and got my second infusion. Now I’ve had my loading doses, I’m good for six months before I go spend another day at the infusion clinic Suck it, B cells. The highlights: The pharmacist who prepared the infusions checked in afterwards to see how …
This post is a brain dump. By recapping the last couple years and some things I learned, I’m hoping to clarify for myself what finally got me to this splendid place. Something definitely clicked a little while ago. I definitely critically examined every deeply rooted belief I could think of over the last 25 months. …
When I was young, I was marinated in radical self-reliance. I added radical self-improvement for quite a long time, and now I’m done with that too. It’s time for radical self-acceptance. I’ve been in therapy most of my life, because reasons. I’ve done a lot of hard work to process a lot of hard things. …
I’ve spent a lot of time in life being sorry for the feelings of others. I was sorry if I offended anyone. I was really sorry if I let anyone down. Someone mad at me would send me into an anxiety storm. Don’t even get me started on what I’d feel if I thought someone …
