Sometimes Things Just Die, on Tragedies Large and Small
:: In 24 hours, the truth was before us, a truth that had probably been there all along. Sometimes things just die.
Fear of Dying, Fear of Living
:: Today, when this fear of death hit me, I realized that I’ve been carrying these thoughts around in the back of my mind for so long that I can’t remember when they started. Perhaps two years of pandemic, of living under a shroud of death, has created this pall.
Burnout, Agency, and some reasons why we feel crappy
:: The best jobs give their workers agency, and those workers tend to be happy They get to be creative, and come up with neat ideas, and execute those ideas. Whereas jobs where workers do not have agency tend to have workers who burn out.
Heartbreak in the Time of Covid. A Royal Legacy: 2006-2021.
:: This used to be an essay about grief, and anxiety disorder, and how we react when the whirl of events overwhelms us. Now it is also an essay about death and loss.
How to Write About Your Kids without Being Awful
:: You can choose to write nothing about your kids, which is a fine choice, or you can write about your kids with utter kindness, respect, and gratitude. And even then, you must be careful.
I’m Disabled and I Don’t Have to Share My Secrets. My Children Don’t Have to, Either.
:: Part of changing the world means that my kids do not have to yield their privacy for other people’s comfort.
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