It’s my third re-birthday, which means it’s been three years since my medical crisis. That is wild for me because for the first year or two, I was just living day by day. I didn’t really have a plan for the future. I did last year, but I didn’t really get onto it as a… Continue Reading
I was musing in the last post about my rebirthday and how it’s coming up. Well, that’s what I meant the post to be about, but I meandered into family dysfunction once again. Which isn’t as far a stretch as you might think, actually. I have spent decades unlearning the toxic things I’ve been taught… Continue Reading
We’re coming up on my third birthday. Obviously, not my real third birthday, but the third anniversary of the day I died (twice, and came back to life). That was September 3rd, 2021, and it’s a day forever etched in my mind. Which is funny because I don’t remember any of it. My brother has… Continue Reading
In yesterday’s post, I was talking about how when I was young, I didn’t see a future for me. I mean that both literally and figuratively. I did not see myself being alive or wanting to be alive. I honestly thought I’d be dead by my mother’s age (which at that time was 55, so… Continue Reading
My brother and I were talking about our parents. we don’t talk about them that often, but it comes up more often because my father’s dementia is getting worse. He can still recognize us, but we don’t know for how long. He is getting more and more confused about other things, though, such as where… Continue Reading
I’m almost two years old. Not literally, of course, but figuratively. Nearly two years ago, I died twice and came back twice. It’s my re-birthday and is more important to me than my actual birthday. That’s not saying much, really, because I hated my birthday for most my life. I was a depressed kid–deeply depressed–who… Continue Reading
There’s a question in this weekend’s Ask A Manager forum about how you (general you) live your life. The original poster (OP) asked how people viewed the term YOLO among other things. First of all, I have lived three times so YOLO is not applicable to me! I‘m including the video from Lonely Island (feat.… Continue Reading
It’s been over a year-and-a-half since I died twice and came back–twice! I mean, it had to be twice, right? It would have been pretty weird if I said I came back once after dying twice. Not only would it be weird, but it would be not possible for me to die twice, come back… Continue Reading
On Twitter, I started a thread about how I make one major decision a decade. In my twenties, it was that I didn’t want children. Still the best decision I’ve made in my life, by the way. In my thirties, it was that I didn’t want to get married. And, yes, I make decisions about… Continue Reading
*BONUS POST* I am experiencing FOMO right now, and I know it’s 100% on me. I’m not even talking about FOMO as in seeing how great everyone’s lives are on Facebook and wishing mine were the same. On that topic, however, I’ve been thinking how easy it is to cultivate a FOMO kind of life… Continue Reading