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This is undeniably true; only a psychopath could witness certain kinds of horrors and stay serene and unaffected. I also believe that depression should be considered a normal reaction to experiencing profound grief. Why do we have to think of it as an illness? Whether medication is necessary or desirable is a separate topic. I’m only talking about the way we think about dark and prolonged sadness.
People don’t want to know. They want to see the phony smile. They want the bland “good” in reply to their meaningless “how ya doing?” They put artificial time limits on other people’s grief or heartbreak. A year is “long enough” to mourn, or you can’t be that upset over him ~ you only went on a handful of dates! Oh. My mistake. I’ll just take my ball of sad and go home.
Anyway. I think it’s good to remember that people can have different reactions to the same situation. We aren’t all carved from a monolithic mind.
This quote illustrates my basic philosophy of “perfection is the enemy of the good.” We can do good if we don’t worry about being perfect, whether we’re talking about personal goals or global ones.
Sometimes I get the sads when I think about all the kitties I can’t save… how I’ll never be able to afford a big house so I can adopt lots of shelter cats and donate gobs of money to kitty charities. But I saved one kitty, and every day he gets plenty of food and a safe and warm(ish) place to live, which means everything to him, even if he doesn’t know, lol. 🐱
I try to keep the philosophy in mind to stay upbeat when things don’t go as perfectly as I would like.
Prompt from Linda
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This has always been my philosophy, even though I’ve pushed it aside at times when trying to navigate relationships, especially romances. But since I’ve given those up, I feel much freer to live my life on my own terms. I may appear to be “normal” and blend in with the crowd wherever I go, but the older I get the more of an oddball I am. For example, I just had four solid days off from my office job and spent quite a bit of that time at home (my preference), but I did not once turn on my TV.
“It’s not you, it’s me.” <– That’s what I say to the offerings on Prime and Netflix, plus to my own library of unwatched DVDs. Lots of good stuff in there, but I’d rather read and write. As I said, I’m an oddball. But I can’t make progress as a writer if I zone out in front of the TV like the rest of the world. And writing is simply a higher priority to me than watching another show, however enjoyable it may be.
Most nights, I don’t eat dinner. Omg! Yes, I know: I’m a freak. But I like to stay slim (and given my family history, I believe it’s important), and I have a slow metabolism from being older and not exercising much. I like to eat breakfast and lunch (not huge meals for either), and have only a small snack at night, such as a banana, with a cup of tea. Obviously I make exceptions for getting together with peeps for dinner (I skip lunch those days), but usually this is what I do. I find this way of eating to be extremely helpful in keeping me more alert during the day and getting better sleep at night too.
I’ve been so much more productive since finally flinging off the shackles of what I should do to “be normal” vs what works for me in terms of progress. You can see how none of this would be conducive to a dating type of relationship where a guy would want a real dinner every night and then need to snuggle with me in front of the tube. Been there, done that. Thank u, next!
Posted in Health, Noodling, Nutrition, Relationships, TV, Writing
Tagged 1linerweds, aging, dating, exercise, goals, homey, inspirational, navel glazing, philosophy, psychology
Cats 🐱 are perfection. If there is a Supreme Designer, she really outdid herself with felines, small ones especially. Such efficient little killing and grooming and reproducing machines. All while remaining preternaturally adorable, of course. Well, to me. I’m sure your average sparrow has a different opinion.
Cats have hit the news a bit lately. There’s been some buzz about their tongues and how the “bristles” are optimally formed for wicking up saliva to cool kitty during grooming. Also, the bristles get down to the skin and grab dirt and other nasties away from kitty proper. Fascinating stuff.
I guess there are big huge fish and eensy weensy ones too, but for whatever reason I find it so much more interesting that tigers 🐯 exist and also little baby kittays.
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