2023 was the worst year of my life. I was an existential zero near spiritual death in June, the most important loving commitments in life were in jeopardy, and now in 2024 I’m crossing a new threshold.

The Unknown and being Uncertain is what is certain. It reminds me I’m alive, and it’s time to thrive. Thanks family, friends and professionals for walking with me, helping me move my paralyzed and broken spirit forward to begin healing and for the overarching encouragement to shed unrecognizable despondence.

TRIALS & FAILURE

I’m done trying to fix broken people. I’m also done with poor communication styles of my past, expecting important people in my life to understand my feelings & thoughts when I don’t communicate them in an assertive way, or when they are unable to reciprocate. Past passive-aggressive communication style is a disease of my past and good riddance. That toxic communication is self-defeating, immature, and doesn’t serve anyone, especially the most important loved ones I care for. From now on, I will always express what’s on my mind in a clear, consistent way and never expect people to guess what I’m thinking or feeling. Life is too short to behave otherwise.