But I have to figure out how to be okay… I had this idea that if I just scheduled all my topics out, I would write them. I called it acting as a professional. Taking myself seriously. Holding myself accountable. *Phbt* As someone who roots deeply into her routine as a matter of sanity, even I know that some of the scheduled things and being serious are the last things you should be doing. This one’s title was supposed to be “It’s okay even if it’s not okay.” But it’s not. It’s not okay that things are not okay. There…
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I actually wrote most of this in November of 2022 – again, I am baffled and frustrated that it still is relevant I’m awake. I got up and meditated, did my morning routine and even read for about 20 minutes. Then connected with the world by checking email. That’s the only extent I ever really want to connect with the world. I feel so defeated regularly. I feel like everyone walking around are polar opposites. I fear that at any point, someone is going to decide they don’t like something I say. They will decide I’m a threat and are…
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Are you being questioned and pushed? Is there any point in it? Maybe I just tell myself this to make myself feel better. To keep me from screaming bloody murder on a regular basis. Or maybe I’m onto something. Odds are good you are a human being who disagrees with another human being. About something. Maybe vehemently disagree. Maybe you are baffled that this human could ever think “XYZ” when you think “ABC.” And those two things cannot be mutually exclusive – you can both agree on that at least! And maybe (I’d put some money on it) the person…