One must work hard.
Generally speaking, I don’t post only-images on WordPress. That’s more of a Facebook or Instagram kind of thing: I have a marginally different me in those locations. This quote, however, amuses, and so it’s going everywhere. I love an inside joke. Continue reading One must work hard.
Muted self-hatred and listening skills.
In “The Chronicles of Riddick,” the titular character is told by the Purifier, as they observe “converts” receiving the Necromonger mark, that the sufferers are learning how one pain can lessens another. I always thought the Purifier was incorrect. New pain doesn’t cure old pain. It does, however, distract, which allows you to shift your focus for a time. It’s not the best strategy. If … Continue reading Muted self-hatred and listening skills.
Tell me who I am.
I’m a chameleon. It’s one of my greatest skills: it’s also a curse. The ability to slide into any environment, to be what’s “expected” because conflict and rejection must be avoided, comes at a cost. You lose a sense of who you are independent of other people. You need another to pair with or stand against. You exist only as referential. It reduces conflict, to … Continue reading Tell me who I am.
It’s never too late.
That’s not entirely true. Sometimes, it is too late. That’s why now is generally better. I’m almost never pleased post-procrastination. I’m regretful of late. I want more from my life and my reality. I suspect I’m not alone. I feel old and spent and used and tired. Some of it’s nature – I tend to the neurotically depressed and miserable – but some I think … Continue reading It’s never too late.
