Quarantine and isolation provide a perfect time for self-retrospection. Often, we avoid participating in an honest self-inventory for various reasons. Possibly, this process is something you have never experienced, or even heard of. Sometimes we are afraid because traumatic experiences aren’t something anybody would enjoy reliving. Often times, denial plays a gigantic role in our reluctance of reflection.
With too much time to think, I’ve thought back over my life ranging from my first memories throughout my current age. Each life-changing event is bookmarked in my brain and I’m ready to dig through them. My life has been far from ordinary so stick around for all the foolishness of my teens, the traumatic grief of my late twenties and early thirties, my seriously psychotic forties, and finally my adventure back to normalcy.
Feel free to stick around and enjoy some seriously candid crazy stories.