My first recollection of the grey mist of depression is from third year university. I got through it and maybe learned a lesson along the way.
Author: <span>Andrew</span>
I like to tease my (biracial) children that the reason we had them was because we needed indentured servants, and also for genetic experimentation.
There is a temptation to wish away bad things from our pasts. I never do that, and I never dwell on what might have been.
My kung fu teacher once told me, “You wanted the power, but didn’t ask the price.” I’ve discovered this applies to a lot more than martial arts training.
I spent my youth banging my body up pretty badly. Now I’m spending my third act keeping it from falling apart, but I’m still living my best life.