Last week I was a bit hard on myself. I am a trauma survivor living with complex PTSD. This impacts my life both personally and professionally. And my therapist has been on maternity leave since the beginning of the year. Too often I forget to be kind to myself, though I am hypervigilant to the emotions of others. I recalled a recent interaction on twitter that I found so valuable:
having a stable childhood is a professional privilege I don’t see discussed much. if you’ve been alone, or hungry, or afraid — it affects you into adulthood. your life experiences feed into how resilient you are to change, how safe you feel, how much risk you can take.
With Anil Dash chiming in and pointing out a satirical piece he had written several years ago. My tech career started early, at the age of 18. Throughout my career and adulthood, I have been resilient but also alone and afraid, and feeling unsafe and like I can take very little risk. Particularly as a single parent supporting a special needs child (now young adult). The past few years I have been gaining more insight into my behavioral patterns but also beating myself up about them. It’s a work in progress.
This past week some very relatable instagram posts that were brought to my attention.
And this
And that sent me down the rabbit hole of ludic loops. Always, so much information to consider. But my goals remain the same. To figure out how to use my time more productively, while also being kind to myself.
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