Tag: mental health
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Walking Through The Creeping Darkness.
Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about spirals. Not the optimistic kind that climbs upward, but the kind that feels like it descends forever. Finishing The Recursive Man has been stranger than I expected. For years, my life had a destination. There was always another chapter to revise, another scene to rethink, another sentence to…
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The Recursive Man Playlist: A Life-Stories Soundtrack
Sound has always been an integral part of my life. I listen to music pretty much constantly—except for those rare moments when I turn it off to go deep into writing. Music helps me regulate my emotions while fully feeling them. In certain moods I know to avoid certain tracks because, as you can see…
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Why Are We So Negative These Days?
One thing I’ve been realizing lately is that a lot of negativity starts much smaller than we think. A person encounters something unfamiliar, emotionally uncomfortable, strange, or simply outside their normal frame of reference… and their first reaction is: “I don’t understand this.” But instead of stopping there, that feeling often mutates into:“This is stupid.”“This…
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The Fulcrum and Axis: The Seen and Unseen- A Diatribe on Trying to Figure Out Life, the Universe, and Everything
Today we are going way up our own butts. I just want to establish that immediately so nobody thinks this is about to become a grounded and practical discussion about taxes or lawn care or whatever emotionally healthy people spend their Sundays doing. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about threshold moments in stories. Those…
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I Shouldn’t Be Here Or: On Faith and the Never-Ending Story
I have nearly died more times than I can count. That isn’t hyperbole. I’ve been in hospitals, in rapid decline, close enough to death that it stopped feeling abstract. It’s happened often enough that I can’t even give you an exact number anymore. The closest was a heart attack that killed 14% of my heart…
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I Worry About the World My Son Is Growing Into
I worry. A lot. I worry about myself. I worry about my son. I worry about the world we’re handing him and whether we’re even being honest about what that world looks like. Because if I’m being real, when I look at the people in charge right now, it doesn’t exactly inspire confidence. It makes…
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Why We Accept the World As It Is
I want to start with something simple. A small game I’ve been playing lately. I call it watch the problem spread. Next time you’re stopped at a red light, don’t reach for your phone. Just look around for a second. Watch the cars. Watch the people. Most—if not all—will drop their heads almost immediately. The…
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