Posts about, among other things, mental illness, mental health, and recovery.
I think I was a good parent. I’m still a parent, of course, but when your youngest is turning twenty, the role changes somewhat. That’s how it goes with parenting. As soon as you figure out your kid and your job, everything changes. You have to figure things out again. But I think I was a good parent… Continue reading Parenting and the big picture.
I hate reality at times. My hatred is personal and global.
It’s probably not really hatred. “Hate” is a strong word I try to use sparingly. I want to hold it back, keep the impact intact for situations that are really deserving. Like, “I hate Nazis.”
I dislike reality at times. My dislike is personal and global. Reality is, at times, wholly annoying…
Continue reading Titles are annoying, part II: Things I dislike and the upside of reality.
“Titles are annoying, both status-based and written. Social titles are annoying, creating an artificial hierarchical structure that I refuse to buy into. Titles for written works are also annoying. Creating new ones over and over is onerous. I hate trying to be clever and attention-grabbing. I hate trying to summarize my thoughts in seven words or less. If I could do that, I wouldn’t need three pages of writing. I would be queen of the aphorism…” Continue reading Titles are annoying, Part I.
“I’ve been giving some thought to an issue that’s come up and I’ve come to a conclusion that startled me: I don’t think I like chocolate very much. This has kind of rocked my world…” Continue reading Deep thoughts about chocolate.
