There are a lot of thoughts and ideas that I want to organize, document and share. I’ve considered publishing reflections on these things so many times before but I always talk myself out of it. I think there are some valuable insights to be gained from my experiences and I’m tired of perfectionism getting in the way.
I found out just how “neurodivergent” I am and am learning that I need to take it more seriously. The difficult life circumstances that have both led to and resulted from this realization have put a different kind of motivation in me to share.
I get irritated when I think about the truth going unknown and concerned about what might grow in its absence. I think some problems need to highlighted. There’s a great edification that is needed and I feel compelled to say something. I hear regret takes the soul before decay takes the body. (I’ve never heard that before. I just made that up.)