My best wishes, dear lady, for your steady and complete recovery. I love it that you draw lessons useful to us all from even frustrating events of life. You are a precious repository of thoughts.
To be honest, I have never considered overthinking a flaw, except where it slides into repetitive, compulsive patterns that do not build on reached demonstrations and logic. The latter is one of the risks of thinking alone (ask me how I know). But in particular in social environments, overthinking in its best manifestation (the not OCD one) is a boon for people who find the "repository" available to them.
So many of us on the internet are wishing you a speedy and great recovery. Personally, I've enjoyed this piece every bit as much as your sociopolitical essays , and it's brought home to me what a very witty writer you are.
Because you were so ill, I feel a little strange admitting how much this article delighted me. Recovery is slow and the body does lie—and yet we're stuck with it.
Best wishes for your continued improvement. If nothing else, you need to be strong enough to set the cat on the exotic dancers.
I was just thinking today that I missed seeing your posts on Substack 🤗
I like to think of episodes like this as “repairing my relationship with my body.” Body and I need to listen to each other, cooperate and co-exist. You’ll get better at understanding the signals.
I enjoyed this essay so much! As another commenter pointed out though, I also do feel a little guilty how much I enjoyed reading it when you’re not well.
It’s interesting isn’t it, how our bodies and brains fit together? As you point out it can both be helpful and at times a hindrance to ‘listen to our bodies’. Mine can also be a lying bastard! It’s so good though to recognise how grateful we really should be to our meat sack for all of the amazing things it’s managed to do for us over the years ❤️
Thank you, Helen. I'm pleased to hear of your progress, and envious of your get-away facilities. My meat-sack needs a vacation. I left it, briefly, during an Out Of Meat-Sack Experience, a few years ago, which has left me fearless, to some degree, but grateful when it performs better than expected at fourscore and seven. Fortunately, I still have a memory like one of those big grey animals. I wish you and your mind, meat-sack, and memory the best of health!
My best wishes, dear lady, for your steady and complete recovery. I love it that you draw lessons useful to us all from even frustrating events of life. You are a precious repository of thoughts.
That’s a lovely way to describe overthinking!
To be honest, I have never considered overthinking a flaw, except where it slides into repetitive, compulsive patterns that do not build on reached demonstrations and logic. The latter is one of the risks of thinking alone (ask me how I know). But in particular in social environments, overthinking in its best manifestation (the not OCD one) is a boon for people who find the "repository" available to them.
So many of us on the internet are wishing you a speedy and great recovery. Personally, I've enjoyed this piece every bit as much as your sociopolitical essays , and it's brought home to me what a very witty writer you are.
Because you were so ill, I feel a little strange admitting how much this article delighted me. Recovery is slow and the body does lie—and yet we're stuck with it.
Best wishes for your continued improvement. If nothing else, you need to be strong enough to set the cat on the exotic dancers.
I was just thinking today that I missed seeing your posts on Substack 🤗
I like to think of episodes like this as “repairing my relationship with my body.” Body and I need to listen to each other, cooperate and co-exist. You’ll get better at understanding the signals.
If we could trace "listen to your body" back to its source we might find a chocolatier, distiller, or some other purveyor of sin.
I enjoyed this essay so much! As another commenter pointed out though, I also do feel a little guilty how much I enjoyed reading it when you’re not well.
It’s interesting isn’t it, how our bodies and brains fit together? As you point out it can both be helpful and at times a hindrance to ‘listen to our bodies’. Mine can also be a lying bastard! It’s so good though to recognise how grateful we really should be to our meat sack for all of the amazing things it’s managed to do for us over the years ❤️
It makes me happy when people enjoy reading me just talking about my life!
What a beautiful setting you have found to give your body, however untrustworthy its signals, a change to catch up to your mind. You are the best!
Please be well soon.
Thank you, Helen. I'm pleased to hear of your progress, and envious of your get-away facilities. My meat-sack needs a vacation. I left it, briefly, during an Out Of Meat-Sack Experience, a few years ago, which has left me fearless, to some degree, but grateful when it performs better than expected at fourscore and seven. Fortunately, I still have a memory like one of those big grey animals. I wish you and your mind, meat-sack, and memory the best of health!
Go well Helen!
Amazing. Keep up the good work! If you need mathematical inspiration, you know my number;)
Just a handful of paragraphs in.
Loving it!
(Weirdly therapeutic).
Entertaining and insightful. Be well!
brave and helpful
Oh no! What the heck happened? Last I read, you were taking a sea side vacation...
Best wishes for recovery!
Splendiferous 💚
I so thoroughly enjoyed this. Worth all the fuss.