My older brother passed away too, when I was 15. It was definitely a turning point. The grief didn’t hit until my late 20s when I was no longer living in survival mode. I am still coming to terms with fact that grief doesn’t go away completely, no matter how many years go by. On the other end of the spectrum, moving to Seattle was a very positive turning point in my life.
It is indeed always going to be there. Always. The moments change and the time between them changes but at any point it hits and it took me awhile to understand that, for sure. Best to you!
David, I have watched your videos for a long time. You encouraged me to continue something that brings me great pleasure; writing poetry. I was discouraged because it seemed that no one would read it. Your encouragement and example showed that I don't write it for them, I write it for myself, and since that time my work has flourished. Please keep it up, plus I can't wait for the sequel to Caretaker.
Appreciate that, sir! And this is the right attitude. Write because that's what you love, have that purpose and everything else will fall into place! Best to you!
The tragic, sudden death of my 1st husband (truck driving accident) when I was 23 (may 8, 2000), leaving me with a 22 month old child. At the time, I was between jobs, so I also lost my income. I did receive social security from his death so I motivated myself to go back to school. I went with the idea to help those that was going thru what I was going thru and helping others so I chose psychology. His death changed to in every way, I’m not the same person that I used to be (I know we age and change in that way. I mean it changed my core, my very soul). To this day, I use those skills learned in school along with my own life experiences after his to help those psychologically, emotionally, and spiritually. Had he not died, I can tell you that without a doubt, I wouldn’t be on this path. Peace and love to you and yours, brother.
Being detained in South America. A disgruntled ex-employee lied to Interpol about the company I worked for. The ship was cleared of all charges but the crew was left wondering how long it would be before we saw our families again. Bless President Obama for discreet political moves. We avoided political ramifications by not embarrassing Venezuela over an honest mistake. They could so easily planted evidence to avoid penalties. Thankfully courts moved at lightning speed and we were released after a month. The families were grateful when we returned. Yeah this is about the time I grew a backbone.
I think that, considering the fact that you got a jackpot of sad events in your life in a very short period of time which not everybody gets, you’ve handled them very gracefully ❤. I hope you know you’ve got my support any time.
My failures have taught me a lot. My family experienced 3 very close losses in a row in my teens-early adulthood. Fear became enmeshed with perfectionism. Judging myself against an impossible standard became the only worth I had to offer. Finally reaching the point where I can permit myself to fail and learn from it enlightened me. I had engineered my life to avoid failure at all costs. It still stings but I can see that authenticity is a far better measure. I had been avoiding growth by trying to be the ‘thing they needed’ to everybody at the expense of actually becoming myself. Hah- Failure did not have to equate to fatality or a measure of my worth.
Shorter reply. Don't want to detract from the vulnerability people are sharing here. Thank you for this topic. What to do when painful uncertainty moves into your home and resides uninvited. One can ultimately go calmness or crazy. In this community using creativity like you have can really help. Let's keep it going!
The stroke I had in '07. Of course it changed everything, because my brains changed, but the thing is, due to a crappy childhood I never thought I was worth fighting for. For the first time in my life, however, I did have an urgent reason to fight for myself, so after I was basically done fighting to regain physical independence, I found that there was so much more to fight for. I just couldn't stop fighting 'till I was REALLY done. I've always loved writing and since there are so many people that had crappy childhoods and that never had that moment of this recognition of 'I AM worthy of this warmth...'. To me it's sort of a calling, using my writing skills for certain people to just be able to immerse themselves in that special kind of warmth, even if it's the only thing I can do to make a change. That is my dream, that is what happened to me, and it all started with my stroke in '07...
I call them "Looking Glass Moments" because it's like going through the LG to another world. I've had several. The biggest was when I realized my husband of many years is a Narcissist about two years ago. I followed this with knowing my mother was too. On reflections, I figured out I'd had a crap ton of narcissists in my life. You could say a couple of good friends and youtube saved me. Pat your back, David. I'd know I was an INFJ since the eighties, but spelunking around on youtube brought me to you and looking at my INFJness. Narcissists love us - oh joy to the world. I am in shape and writing like mad. I hide from my spouse in my office which I've made feng shui sweet. Despite all the bull, I manage to stay on a spiritual high most of the time. (Pilates, adaptogens, my gardens, and plants) One more point, I love your plants. You have about ten times more in your background. It's lovely.
Being perfectly healthy one moment at age 11 and then not being able to stand or walk. Luckily, I was at my grandmother's house in NH so they cared for me at Mary Hitchcock Hospital, filled with exceptional doctors. I was hospitalized for a month and couldnt walk for several weeks after that. But then I went on to go skiing, kick boxing, and doing whatever I wanted. At age 50 it caught up with me again. The deformities and arthritis forced me to retire from being a massage therapist. I can see now how that one illness has forced identity changes in both subtle and profound ways over the years. I'm now devoting my time to writing. Coincidentally at age 11, I also decided I wanted to be a writer. I'm convinced it's totally related, just haven't figured out how. Just found your channel. Am loving your vibe, although as another INFJ that is probably just a given.
So many for me. Birth of my son Dave being a single mom. Parents passing, major adjustment for an only child. Selling childhood home. Made the decision to live in my jeep April 2022. Growth comes in all forms. It’s the fiber of our being. Blessings always dear sweet David. Even you are part of my life’s book😌❤️
I had to take some breaks to deal with family stuff, but all told about 18 months of writing, and another 6 of editing then getting it to an editor, cover design, formatting, etc. launched it in Nov of 2020.
My older brother passed away too, when I was 15. It was definitely a turning point. The grief didn’t hit until my late 20s when I was no longer living in survival mode. I am still coming to terms with fact that grief doesn’t go away completely, no matter how many years go by. On the other end of the spectrum, moving to Seattle was a very positive turning point in my life.
It is indeed always going to be there. Always. The moments change and the time between them changes but at any point it hits and it took me awhile to understand that, for sure.
Best to you!
David, I have watched your videos for a long time. You encouraged me to continue something that brings me great pleasure; writing poetry. I was discouraged because it seemed that no one would read it. Your encouragement and example showed that I don't write it for them, I write it for myself, and since that time my work has flourished. Please keep it up, plus I can't wait for the sequel to Caretaker.
Appreciate that, sir! And this is the right attitude. Write because that's what you love, have that purpose and everything else will fall into place!
Best to you!
The tragic, sudden death of my 1st husband (truck driving accident) when I was 23 (may 8, 2000), leaving me with a 22 month old child. At the time, I was between jobs, so I also lost my income. I did receive social security from his death so I motivated myself to go back to school. I went with the idea to help those that was going thru what I was going thru and helping others so I chose psychology. His death changed to in every way, I’m not the same person that I used to be (I know we age and change in that way. I mean it changed my core, my very soul). To this day, I use those skills learned in school along with my own life experiences after his to help those psychologically, emotionally, and spiritually. Had he not died, I can tell you that without a doubt, I wouldn’t be on this path. Peace and love to you and yours, brother.
Peace and love right back at you. Thank you so much for sharing your story! ❣️
Being detained in South America. A disgruntled ex-employee lied to Interpol about the company I worked for. The ship was cleared of all charges but the crew was left wondering how long it would be before we saw our families again. Bless President Obama for discreet political moves. We avoided political ramifications by not embarrassing Venezuela over an honest mistake. They could so easily planted evidence to avoid penalties. Thankfully courts moved at lightning speed and we were released after a month. The families were grateful when we returned. Yeah this is about the time I grew a backbone.
I think that, considering the fact that you got a jackpot of sad events in your life in a very short period of time which not everybody gets, you’ve handled them very gracefully ❤. I hope you know you’ve got my support any time.
Appreciate you always Irene! 🙏❣️
My failures have taught me a lot.
My family experienced 3 very close losses in a row in my teens-early adulthood. Fear became enmeshed with perfectionism. Judging myself against an impossible standard became the only worth I had to offer.
Finally reaching the point where I can permit myself to fail and learn from it enlightened me. I had engineered my life to avoid failure at all costs. It still stings but I can see that authenticity is a far better measure. I had been avoiding growth by trying to be the ‘thing they needed’ to everybody at the expense of actually becoming myself. Hah-
Failure did not have to equate to fatality or a measure of my worth.
Shorter reply. Don't want to detract from the vulnerability people are sharing here. Thank you for this topic. What to do when painful uncertainty moves into your home and resides uninvited. One can ultimately go calmness or crazy. In this community using creativity like you have can really help. Let's keep it going!
The stroke I had in '07. Of course it changed everything, because my brains changed, but the thing is, due to a crappy childhood I never thought I was worth fighting for. For the first time in my life, however, I did have an urgent reason to fight for myself, so after I was basically done fighting to regain physical independence, I found that there was so much more to fight for. I just couldn't stop fighting 'till I was REALLY done. I've always loved writing and since there are so many people that had crappy childhoods and that never had that moment of this recognition of 'I AM worthy of this warmth...'. To me it's sort of a calling, using my writing skills for certain people to just be able to immerse themselves in that special kind of warmth, even if it's the only thing I can do to make a change. That is my dream, that is what happened to me, and it all started with my stroke in '07...
Thank you so much for sharing this! Health changes bring big changes…
Thanks for sharing. I'm encouraged by your story and response having had debilitating physical illness since 2014.
🤗❤️some stories are not yet ready to be told.
I call them "Looking Glass Moments" because it's like going through the LG to another world. I've had several. The biggest was when I realized my husband of many years is a Narcissist about two years ago. I followed this with knowing my mother was too. On reflections, I figured out I'd had a crap ton of narcissists in my life. You could say a couple of good friends and youtube saved me. Pat your back, David. I'd know I was an INFJ since the eighties, but spelunking around on youtube brought me to you and looking at my INFJness. Narcissists love us - oh joy to the world. I am in shape and writing like mad. I hide from my spouse in my office which I've made feng shui sweet. Despite all the bull, I manage to stay on a spiritual high most of the time. (Pilates, adaptogens, my gardens, and plants)
One more point, I love your plants. You have about ten times more in your background. It's lovely.
Hey David it's big Quinn checking in, it's been awhile but I'm glad I stumbled on this because it's very good advice.
What's up Big Q! Nice to see you back, brother!
Being perfectly healthy one moment at age 11 and then not being able to stand or walk. Luckily, I was at my grandmother's house in NH so they cared for me at Mary Hitchcock Hospital, filled with exceptional doctors.
I was hospitalized for a month and couldnt walk for several weeks after that. But then I went on to go skiing, kick boxing, and doing whatever I wanted. At age 50 it caught up with me again. The deformities and arthritis forced me to retire from being a massage therapist.
I can see now how that one illness has forced identity changes in both subtle and profound ways over the years. I'm now devoting my time to writing. Coincidentally at age 11, I also decided I wanted to be a writer. I'm convinced it's totally related, just haven't figured out how.
Just found your channel. Am loving your vibe, although as another INFJ that is probably just a given.
So many for me. Birth of my son Dave being a single mom. Parents passing, major adjustment for an only child. Selling childhood home. Made the decision to live in my jeep April 2022. Growth comes in all forms. It’s the fiber of our being. Blessings always dear sweet David. Even you are part of my life’s book😌❤️
Appreciate you Val!
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Great video! How much time did it take you to finish 'The Caretaker' ?
I had to take some breaks to deal with family stuff, but all told about 18 months of writing, and another 6 of editing then getting it to an editor, cover design, formatting, etc. launched it in Nov of 2020.
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