My desktop is again cluttered with memes I’m waiting to share. The perfect opportunity is more rare than one supposes, however. I suppose that’s why they say, “Perfection is the enemy of good.” I hope to meet the wise oracles of “they” one day. Regardless, it sounds like good advice. So, enjoy. Or don’t – I accept zero responsibility. All that matters is I’m free … Continue reading Desktop cleanse, mark 537.
I don’t do all that well in groups, especially in groups I arrive at after-the-fact. This is as true of friendship as it is of the workspace. You can break into established groups, but because you’re late to the party, you have to play by their rules for a while even if you disagree with them. I’m not wired that way. People used to ask … Continue reading I’m not hierarchical – an off-the-cuff joint.
I hope this finds you well. I miss this world. I miss all my worlds, but this is one of the characteristics of depression – a wholesale withdrawal. There’s also the depression. Being depressed isn’t all that conducive to action. I’m not in a great headspace these days. I’m fragile. I react badly to obstacles or things that don’t go well or as planned, and … Continue reading Resilience and fragility – an off-the-cuff joint.
The best and worst thing about recovery is the learning. There’s so much of it. I decided shortly before arriving that my last in-patient treatment was going to be the last. It was do-or-die time, not hyperbole considering both the status of my eating disorder and my recent suicide attempt. Attempts screw you up beyond the issues that got you there in the first place. … Continue reading Important lessons get repeated
From Famine to Feast. 