Have you ever felt that your life was changed because of a person you met?
In an alternate reality there is a world without me as no one stopped me from jumping that day.
Things snowball faster than we often realize.
In another reality there is a Tony who never dealt with his drinking problem and drove home that night and an innocent bystander never made it home. In another reality there is a Tony that never sought out help to work on his mental health (and eventual neurodivergence diagnosis), only to continue to spiral out of control and remain in the grasps of depression. In another alternate reality there is a Tony who became a victim of his own circumstances and drowned trying to fight life’s currents. But here I stand in the present knowing that I did not become these alternate realities, because another person stretched out a helping hand and I reached back out to them.
Originally when I started out on this journey of writing, I originally intended on it just being an outlet for me to explore another creative medium (and a means of working through and understanding my emotions). The first time that someone reached out to me and shared that they had a similar experience or that my writings resonated within themselves, it changed everything. The more and more that I wrote, this journey has evolved into a love letter of sorts to myself.
I want to make a quick tangent to make one point that is vital to this conversation. I know we are talking about helping others in their time of need but I don’t want to forget the most important person in the room right now, us the individual. Lately I’ve been on what I call a bit of an emotional roller coaster. The beginning of 2025 started out good, only to take a downturn with some family health issues, only to sky rocket with my own personal discoveries, only to take another downturn due to a mental breakdown (and personal illness) that stopped me in my tracks. I am self-sacrificing in nature and tend to always think about the wellbeing of others before the wellbeing of myself. Maybe this is because I feel as if I have a life (karmic) debt that must be repaid, but it’s a lifestyle that I cannot manage. Don’t forget about your own needs, as we can’t help others if we can’t help ourselves. I know I certainly forget this vital piece of information, but that is why life is a learning experience. Now back to our regularly scheduled program.
My life has been touched by multiple people, some of those whom are strangers and others whom are friends for life. What may seem like an insignificant moment in time, very may well be a moment in time in which you made someone feel noticed. We all carry a tremendous power to change someone outlook with something as simple as a smile. Lately I’ve come to the realization that life is bigger than me.
Empathy is the single greatest power that we all possess. I pride myself on my ability to express empathy to those whom I meet and those whom I’m around.
I want to see a world in which one person has a positive impact on another to see love grow in the world. At a time in which we are at our most divided (from an ideological perspective and I fully understand that this will not be a “quick fix”) we need to work towards coming together again as a society. And the easiest way to start to heal the damage that has been done is to spread empathy and love to one another. We are all human and we are all stuck on the same rock hurtling through time and space. So it’s time to love your brothers and sisters.
I’m a big fan of everything happens for a reason. In an alternate reality there is a parallel universe without me there. I’ve been pulled back into the world of the living by so many people that I want to pay that forward.
I have written a letter to myself in the past, but it was a suicide note that detailed my mental struggles with depression and mask that I knew I was carrying. However that note will never see the light of day. I still have the old journal that I kept, but it’s currently hidden. I’ve held on to it as a reminder as to where I’ve been and to where I’ve grown.
Just. Be. Kind.
It’s as simple as that. Spread kindness and love will grow in the world.
For us who suffer, you got this. We can do this and every day is a new day. As long as you are doing the best you can is all that matters. I know it’s cliché but it’s darkest right before the dawn. And the world is a better place with you in it.
管杯 (Kanpai), salud, santé, cin cin, prost, sláinte, and cheers to our futures and may they be bright.
January 11, 2025 marked the 5th year in my sobriety journey. And when I look back over the past 5 years it’s amazing to see the person who I’ve grown to love, me. I will make one clarification is that I’m “California” Sober (IYKYK) but my relationship with this lifestyle is much more responsible. The biggest idea that I have learned during this journey, is the power of acceptance. I accept my faults, my strengths, my weaknesses, my imperfections, and above all myself. Sober Tony is free and has made peace with his daemons. Sober Tony is fully in control but also at the same time has relinquished control. Sober Tony understands what is truly important and where to expel his energies.
This metamorphosis didn’t come quick, but that is the point of growing and learning. We have to learn to crawl before we can learn to walk. We also have to learn to walk before we learn to run. There are precipices that we must first reach before we can reach the mountain tops. Life is a journey and above all it’s one that the goal is to learn about your place in the cosmos. I’ve experienced the stripping of my ego, the destruction of whom I was, the rebirth of who I am, and the revitalization of whom I’m destined to be. I am my decisions. I am my faults. I am my imperfections. I am my struggles. I am worth the love I give. I am worth the love I receive. I am who I am and will always be.
I will say that I have come to learn that this level of acceptance, apparently birthed a sense of genuineness (at least what I interpret this feeling/emotion as). The other night I did something that I thought I would never do on the face of this earth. I believed in me. I allowed my mask to fade. I struck fire to the wind. I ran with the moment.
Me and my stupid stims. I must have looked ridiculous beep-bopping away eating pizza in my Stetson, that night. Oh real quick I need to set the stage real quick. Lately I’ve developed a bit of a Friday night ritual. Pizza is one of my comfort foods. And I will only go to one place for pizza. Recently I’ve grown quite fond of a Stetson straw hat that I had originally bought “as a joke” (what kind of idiot spends that kinda coin on a joke?). Recently a pair of Tecovas ended up on my feet, and because it was Valentine’s day a red and black flannel shirt, I shit you not I looked like I was pulled off a package of Brawny paper towels. Oh and my denim jeans and jacket match. And let’s not forget that my beard has some length (and now unfortunately gray hairs starting to appear). My renaissance apparently gave rise to an Outlaw Country phase with a dash of lingering emo. I will say that the combination of clothes I was wearing is one of my “power outfits (shit that makes me feel good).” Music is one of my “safe spaces” and usually when there is music being played that I like, I’ll start to head bob to the beat and dance in my seat. (you know feeling the moment). I will tell you that I was feeling myself that night (well not physically but mentally). This was another encounter with putting myself out there and seeing what the universe will provide. I’m amazed at how cool like a cucumber I felt and boy did I let the ’tism run free that night. A little more background on this fateful night, is that there is this super cute girl I’ve been making small talk with at my favorite pizza joint. I know it super cliche, on this night of all nights, but let’s make a move and take that first step. I noticed the plant stickers on her water bottle and figured her thing had to be houseplants and boom all the ’tism spills out (and I’m pretty sure from both sides from a previous comment she made). Time slowed down, the distractions faded, and a moment was created. If I was the Grinch, instead of my heart growing 3 sizes, my confidence skyrocketed. Whatever comes of this moment is yet to be seen, but for once I believed in myself. So yeah, I guess can do this, just be present in the moment.
I got to this moment in time because I have made peace with myself. I have not felt this light in years both mentally and spiritually. I have lit a fire within myself to continue to grow. I am thankful for my journey of sobriety as it has given me time back (metaphorically speaking). More than ever I am who I am and there is no changing that simple fact. Now this state of being isn’t some sort of Ronco Rotisserie and BBQ “Set it and Forget it” mentality but something that requires continual work.
I used to booze as a means to drown out the emotional side of me (and let’s be real most of us did/do this, we all want to forget). Human beings are meant to be emotional beings and this is okay. I will always stay that I do have a fair bit mental awareness due to being in therapy for so long. Now my original reason for going to therapy was to gain an understanding of my issues with depression as it had been starting to affect my days. I was still drinking what I would consider “heavy” for the first few years of therapy. This did escalate a few times to driving under the influence more than a few times. There was a short stretch in 2019 where I had stopped drinking, due wanting to respecting another’s sobriety while I was around them. During my first run with sobriety, my therapist at the time asked me if I missed it. I remember saying that I really don’t miss it at all, that was until I fell off of the horse for the first and only time. This was around the time when I was considering my first career change. I went out for the usual wings and beers/drinks with one of my old coworkers. I remember after my first drink (and only drink of that night) I had suddenly felt a touch off. That next morning I awoke with that same feeling and I swore to myself that this would be the last drink that I have. I have continued this determination since that very day.
I was using beer bottles to bottle my emotions instead of learning to live with them. I was more focused on destruction rather than understanding. I was trying to bottle up me, I was drinking because I hated who I was becoming. These past 5 years has been about healing and being ok with the fact I will have my down days and up days. I’ve been trying to work with the current instead of trying to fight the battering ram like waves. This is like trying to fight a rip current head on instead of trying to work with the current. You will expel much more energy trying to fight the current, instead of working with the current to carry you with its momentum. There is no real reason that we should be spending energy trying to tread water in the current, when the end result would be drowning. I want to allow the current to provide me with the momentum I need to accomplish my goals.
As you know maybes turn in to nevers.
I know I’ve said this before but I will say it again, time is the most precious commodity that you possess. I’ve been listing to Stephen Wilson Jr’s album, Son of Dad (deluxe) quite frequently over the past few weeks. One of my standout songs is the acoustic recording of the song: kid. To me this song represents a metaphysical timer, however it counts down instead of up. We’ve also talked about nostalgia can lead to fleeting feelings and being more concerned with preserving the past, rather than facing the future. What I’ve been more so trying to recapture is more so my confidence, specifically leaving the mask off. It’s so tiring trying to maintain this stupid thing, because I feel as if I must conform to some unwritten standards. I’ve been slowly indulging into things that brings me joy. Whether that’s painting my nails black or rocking chinos, my Stetson, and checkerboard Vans. I’ve got one life to live, so why not spend this valuable time doing things that are to me? I drank to numb myself to a reality that I felt that I had no escape from, also to try and understand a world in which it’s tough to navigate as an undiagnosed neurodivergent at the time. The more that I am me, the more relaxed I become, and the more relaxed I become, the more in the moment I am present. And this absolutely goes both ways. There are times when I feel down about myself, I can feel other’s confidence become infectious and lift my spirits up.
We are going to die regardless, so why not try and live a little. I am way too preoccupied with thinking about what other people are thinking about me. I am only responsible for one person and one person alone, me. When I take the time to make myself the priority, I do see connections start to form. A simple smile can literally be infectious, like the clap (hahaha, double entente). We all have dreams that we want to accomplish, however we always push them off to tomorrow, and then it proceeds to tomorrow’s tomorrow. Well I’m here to tell you that tomorrow’s, tomorrow’s tomorrow never comes. Time is finite, as we are as well.
There is one major part of this journey that can be tough to find at times and that is a good support system. Paramount to my success has been lately two of my friend groups, my yoga community, and The Brain Trust. My friends at yoga have become more of a quasi family at times and The Brain Trust helps me stay rooted and reminds me to smile. The people who you keep in your life are instrumental in being the bedrock that skyscrapers are built on. Remember the kanji for human is: 人. This character is formed by two parabolic lines intersecting at the top and becoming one. We all support each other at the end of the day and its okay to lean on the shoulders in times of need. We can all support the weight together so we all can get through our struggles.
Time didn’t give up on me, and neither did I. And all that I can do is try and that is all that matters at the end of the day. Just give everyday your best.
Another year has passed, and here again I sit reflecting on where I’ve been and where I’m going. However this is not going to be another “#YearofTheHustle” song and dance. I’ve come to realize how much I’ve grown as an individual and the simple fact is that my time is my most valuable resource. There has been times where I have forgotten to enjoy life and wound up in the every day rat race. I now have come to the realization it is time to stop the hustle and focus on what is truly important and what ignites my passions.
I know in the past that I have been trying to follow a life of living without premonition or more simply, being passive. This was a good practice for me however to learn how to relinquish total control over every aspect of my life. When I was following the waves that life brings, I was re-introduced a forgotten passion, one in which I nearly went to the ends of the world to follow, only to fall right back into the revolving door. When I attempted to live a more passive life, it actually moved me to being more assertive and active. To me 2024 will be the start to my renaissance period and the rebirth of my creative spirit.
So what has changed? Well me to be frank (wait who is Frank, I’m Tony).
I am still the same being known as Tony, but I’ve had a bit of a spiritual awakening. More than ever, I know what it is I’ve been searching for within myself. And to add on to this new found sense of vision, I am more equipped with the needed tools to work towards fulfilling this discovery. I have accepted the fact that this will not be an overnight success and may take some time to come to fruition but my resolve has never been stronger.
In short I had forgotten what it meant to live. Like most of us, I fell once again into the trap that we all find ourselves in, working a dead end career in order to live. However, I do not fault us for continually falling for this trap. We all need a roof over our heads, food on our tables, and our own mental/medical health needs (now personally these needs (mental and medical health) shouldn’t be job dependent, but that’s a topic for a different space). I know that I am extremely privileged to be able to consider a potential career change, without a major hit to my living situation. My biggest realization over the past year has been the relationship between my job and my mental health. I know full well that I’m extremely proficient at my current 9-5 corporate bank job, but I’m start to see the same signs from previous jobs I’ve worked. At the end of each week I find my self burnt out from the amount of tasks and ever growing responsibilities that continually get added to my daily checklist. I also see the path towards promotions continue to dwindle and only point towards a path I’d rather not follow. So maybe it is time for me to look towards a more fitting opportunity, the path less traveled.
Right before the dark ages of COVID-19, I was preparing to become a full-time freelance sports photographer, but due to a global pandemic I back tracked on the path I was following. Fast forward to the fall of 2024, I found myself at a familiar trailhead, the path less traveled. This time I’m prepared for the journey and the challenges it will present to me along the way. Here is where I realized that I have been unconsciously been more active in my decision making. During this time I made contacts within the local newspaper for freelance opportunities in the coming year. I have since been added as a freelance photographer if the need arrises, but I have also since learned that there is potentially a staff job opening up. Quite literally my dream job may or may not have just landed in my lap because I put in the effort to make the connection and stuck my foot in the door.
We all forget how to live, because many of us see no other way to exist as we all are forced to be the exact same cog in the machine. There is a reality in which we all cannot escape the machine, but there are ways in which we can attempt to claw ourselves from its death grip. I had forgotten how to crave out time for myself to be me and indulge in my favorite hobbies or simply just be present in the moment of that day. Now here is the biggest caveat to this mantra, is keeping myself focused on the path ahead. I know I can do it, but I mustn’t forget why I am taking the path less traveled.
In order for us to reach mountain peaks, we must take the first step along the journey.
I said finding Satori, not Dori. I know where Dori is at the moment. She is too busy learning to speak whale and riding the currents to Sydney. I just need to keep working towards understanding why I do the things that I do and the nature of my consciousness.
Just keep meditating. Just keep meditating. Just keep meditating. Just keep meditating.
I want to bring you into the mind of a “high functioning (what does that even mean?)” autistic (neurodivergent) individual. Now autism is a spectrum disorder so there is a wide variety of “symptoms” and characteristics, but these are mine. I have a constant internal monologue going on inside my head coming up with every single question and every single potential answer while simultaneously having a thought pattern about every single point of my body language. So yeah when I look tired, it’s because I’ve mentally exhausted myself from tying “hold it all in.” When I indulge in my hyper fixations suddenly the voices quiet down, but a different more calming voice will suddenly emerge.
I like to think that my hyper fixations constitute the majority of my base nature. I also feel that my base characteristics have always been born from a sense of creativity. Growing up, and still to this day, I’ve had a fascination with building Lego and tinkering with whatever projects I could get my hands on. During high school I took likely one of my favorite classes, auto mechanics. I had aspirations of becoming a mechanic/engineer on a race car team as I was most like myself during these class periods. Now due to external “pressures” of continuing my seemingly easy success in academia, I felt that I needed to follow a career path more so “valued” by society. Once again I wouldn’t change a step that I’ve made in my journey this far as it has led me to this exact point in time. In some ways I believe that some of the “suffering” I’ve endured has ultimately led me to a place in which I have started to understand the nature of my being.
Lately when Mary Jane visits on the weekends and non-work nights our conversations switched from the esoteric to more passion focused. During these conversations my inner monologue voices quiet down only to be replaced by a different voice. This voice has more focus on the here and now. This was the voice that told me about my upcoming renaissance (I swear I’m not schizophrenic, I just like to talk to myself). I know that you maybe saying to yourself “dooood it’s the THC dumping that serotonin and dopamine into your brain.” Well I’d agree, but I also experience this same phenomenon when I’ve got a camera in my hands, or when I’m building a Lego set, or when I am tinkering on a remote controlled car kit, or during a yoga class stone cold ass sober.
As I reflect over these past handful of years, I get closer to understanding bite sizes pieces of me. When I first start out writing, originally I intended on this being more so an outlet to express my inner self. The more and more that I wrote, my simple project evolved into something more meaningful. What was once a simple idea for a blog has since morphed into a love letter to my past, present, and future and a hopeful means at making the world a better place one person at a time.
When I look back at my struggles with depression and anxiety, one of the biggest contributing factors was trying to fit in the mold that society laid out for me. And this is true for many people who come to have similar discussions with on their own struggles with mental health. The marriage I had, only lasted as long as it did because both my ex-wife/partner felt that “we needed to be in this relationship.” We as individuals become so consumed with our outward appearance to those who we don’t even know or have no business in judging others. Why must we jam ourselves into a mold to be like an everyone else?
And one other observation I’m become more aware of over these past few months, is time itself. Time is the one resource that we can never have enough of and it always seems to be running out. When I received my diagnosis of Cystic Fibrosis, I thought at that point in time I only had a few more years to live. Add this on to the fact that my bone condition can become cancerous (I’ve already have the tumors, but currently they are benign), I truly felt my time was running out. Luckily I now know that the Cystic Fibrosis will not lead me to an early demise, but it has taught me a valuable lesson on the importance of time. I know most of my personal frustrations are due to my own “anxiety” of the feeling that time is slipping through my fingers. This I believe to be the source of my renewed passions. The reason why I’ve come to this conclusion is that I’m tired of wasting time doing things that I don’t want to be doing. Now I still have a lot to figure out how to balance my scales to ensure that I can create the path ahead of me while balancing my current life situations (9-5 job).
I feel like I have finally experienced the death of my ego (at least temporarily). My biggest personal project thus far was trying to remove me from my comfort zone when it comes to social situations. I wanted to do this as a means of recapturing some level of my self-confidence. This personal project also had some other unexpected results. Over the summer of 2024 I’ve been having the same epiphany/aha (kenshō) moment in regard to reigniting the passion within my life. As we’ve discussed in other chapters the idea of accepting the imperfect as perfect has been my main focus for the summer of 2024. Unbeknownst to me this “project” was an exercise in living within the moment and listening to the universe around me. This singular journey was spurred on by me trying to remove my ‘tism mask and show the world whom I truly am.
When I look back over the years I see where I’ve come and I see where I’m going. These are the chapters of my life and it all started out with the idea that I needed to learn to learn to love myself.
With every fiber of my being I believe that my routine meditation practice has helped me in my quest to understand the nature of my being. Yes most of my meditation practice consists of my weekly yoga classes, but lately Mary Jane has been encouraging me to meditate while amongst the clouds.
One night while I was blasting off to the moon, I decided to do some thinking in my favorite place, the shower. As soon as I cleared my mental space, the puzzle pieces slowly started to come together one by one. I used to think the end goal was to live “passively” and to not try to force anything to happen as the universe will provide. Along side being passive in life, that at the end of the day things will be what they will be. That night while in my rocket ship I realized that I had been more active in making my life choices, whether that was asking a cute girl out to dinner, making the change to bring my passions back, or trying to crave out a more creative life for myself. I had realized that I had been disciplining my desires to value my time and disregarded any societal expectations of myself.
Shortly after I had reached my cruising altitude, I started to think about the shadow that I see in the mirror. Currently I work for your typical corporate bank, working at a desk with an emphasis on making sales. However this is not the image I see in my mind’s eye when I look in the mirror. I see a more creative future, one in which I indulge in my passions and show the world whom I truly am. Feeling the grains of time slip through my fingers has awoken with in me a sense of determination. I’ve had this shadow following me for years ever since I covered my first major photo event.
Desires are a funny thing when we think about it. It wasn’t until recently that I’ve felt this at ease with how I would characterize my desires. I am not without desires but I feel that I have reached a point where when I desire something it comes a more rooted sense of emotion. I still have a desire for a relationship, but this desire is born from a place craving compassion. I want to share my life with another. I want someone to look into my eyes and see a version of themselves as I would see a version of myself in their eyes. I desire a life in which I can share my story with others and hope that it can help them in a time of need. I desire to one day to share my art with the world and to leave behind a legacy. I desire to have at least one impact on one person and to inspire them to have at least one impact on another. I desire a world in which we build each other up and set aside our differences. At the end of it I’ve been working on desiring things that bring along the idea and the sense of fulfillment rather than “simple pleasures.” The idea that my life will bring fulfillment is an emotion that will start up to the test of time. When we chase “simple pleasures” we are always chasing the next “big high” or rush of getting whatever we had wanted during that time.
So what is the overarching lesson here? It’s all about retrospection, perception, and acceptance. Every step in my life has brought me to this point. Whether these were positive steps or negative steps they still add up to my journey and the building blocks of my life.
I want you to take a moment to reflect on your journey. Think back to what influences your emotional states of being and what is the driving forces in these changes. Are you doing things because thats what you believe you should be doing or are you doing them because it brings joy and fulfillment to your life?
Personally I feel as if we need to remove the words happy and happiness from our vocabularies and replace them with more representative words. Instead of striving for whatever happiness is, we should be striving for states of being such as gratitude, fulfillment, and satisfaction. These three states of being are more inlined to actually provide you with what you are likely thinking what it means to be happy.
I for one believe that in order to fully appreciate the human experience we must endure both pain and suffering. To me these emotional states can be very sobering and can help really make you appreciate the small moments in life. A life without ever experiencing suffering or pain, is sterile and sometimes we need to get down in the mud to see life from another perspective. In my case a lot of my “pain and suffering” (I want to explain why I’m putting this in quotations. We all face different trials and tribulations. Some of these are much more intense than others, but once again our shared pain can form tight bonds via empathy and compassion.) can be attributed to me disregarding the signs life was trying to show me to move on or to let go of whatever was happening. But I have learned from this pain and I’ve come to appreciate my suffering. We are only human and we need to continually remind ourselves of this limitation. We are not robots, nor are we perfect. We mustn’t place ourselves on pedestal or place others on pedestals. When we create these false expectations of others we place our own ideals on to another. When create these expectations on others we are committing them to always having to perform at or above some preconceived level. Instead I want share how I carry my own expectations of myself, just to do my best every day. My best is always going to be different every day, but that is okay.
So what have I learn from looking back at these last ten plus years?
It’s time to get back to basics.
The most relaxing times for me have always when I’ve been outdoors and enjoying the beauty that Mother Earth provides us everyday. Our world is dying all around us, and yet there seems to be no effort to save it any time soon. You know that idiom, stop and smell the roses? Well, we need to being doing more of that before they are all gone. We need to appreciate the world around us and soak in the beauty that is in nature. Global climate change is a very real situation that is leading to the death of our home. Just like me and my depression, we’ve been ignoring to obvious red flags for too long. We need to better learn to recognize and understand red flags before its too late. Being able to slow down and breathe in the calming air that nature brings along will bring you back into the moment.
Over these past few years I had unknowingly been returning to the basics. In the springtime of 2021, I treated myself to a new 1/8th scale nitro R/C racing buggy. I got the chassis, engine, and radio set up that I had always dreamt about one day building and then racing. This was my high school auto shop moment coming rushing back. Tie this in with model building and painting, I realized I am myself most when doing these activities. Also the best connections that I have made have been with those that share a common interest.
That is it. The basics tie everything together and sometimes we just need to be reminded that is all we really need in life.
You may be saying to yourself “well duh dude” but sometimes the most basic ideas flee our minds because we are so caught up in thinking about anything and everything else. I got back into being who Tony is and will be. I am no longer tied to the normal constructs that define conventional thought but rather focusing on my individuality. Much like a hamburger it doesn’t get much better than the basics. The classic combo: meat, cheese, and a bun.
I do recognize that for some it will be easier to get back to basics. I for one do not have kids nor am I in a committed relationship at the time of writing this chapter, so in some ways it is “easier” for me to make major changes in my life/lifestyle. But on the flip side most of my changes revolve around removing distractions from in front of me, such as turning off the TV and listening to music instead, or indulging in a hobby or an outdoor activity during that time as well. Where there is a will there will always be a way to make something work. You just have to come up with the solution yourself as no one will have the complete answer for you.
Listen to the waves they will tell you everything you need to hear. Listen to how they change in frequency. Some are gentle and some are more powerful than others. Life is a series of waves constantly coming your way. But sometimes those waves can be hiding a deadly rip current that can instantly pull you under if you over react.
So what does this all mean? It means live proud and live loud. Fuck the white noise. Time is the single most valuable possession that you have… Listen to that sound within your soul. It all finally has all fallen into back into place and now I clearly see the path laid out for me. Is this how I got my confidence back, by being my genuine self? We are not our trauma, whether it was self inflicted or inflicted upon you.
I’m no stranger when it comes to wild weather. My dream job has always been either a tornado chaser or hurricane hunter. Unfortunately for me I could barely pass calculus 1 with a C- so, meteorology was out of the question. But a dude can dream right? I really wanted to use this version of the song for those Need for Speed Underground 2 nostalgia vibes, but the original is a classic. Down here in Floriduh we get our fair share of rough storms, but these storms are different. But here is the thing we all face our own storms. Some can be rougher than others and some are meant to just slow us down.
First order of business is to assemble a ragtag group of fellow storm chasers because there is history to be made. So let’s leave Wakita and hopefully beat Jonas and his team of corporate storm chasers to this historic storm that is brewing.
The main idea of this conversation is coping mechanisms. I’ve learned over the recent years to develop healthy coping mechanisms as a means of engaging with my emotional states rather than drowning them in intoxicants. I now have a close group of friends that can help lift the burden off my shoulders if I need it. As well as other activities that I use to engage with my expressive side.
So how do we recognize a storm that is brewing something wicked? It’s both easy and difficult at the same time.
Red sky at night, sailors’ delight. Red sky in the morning, sailors’ take warning.
Depression really is like the ocean. Sometimes it’s not that rough, just a gentle reminder that it’s there and other times it’s weighing you down with its immense pressure. Remember we are on a journey to be more mindful of our surroundings and mental states. The tides of our emotions will come in the form waves and sometimes a rouge wave will really knocks us on our ass. While we may feel as if we are alone in an ocean of depression.
Here is the kicker, we have to learn to be agile. And its okay, we will make wrong decisions at times, but those decisions will be the right decision at that time. This is what it means to be human. We live and we learn. We grow with the world around us and seek to understand this journey that we are on.
What do we need when the waters get rough? Life jackets. Here in the mental health realm, what we really need and want are coping mechanisms and expressive outlets. Remember we are human beings and we have basic needs that we must always make a priority in our lives.
For me at least my depression returns when I feel as if I loose my creative outlets to express my inner self. Prior to March of this year I had multiple outlets that I used to express my creative energy. I throughly enjoy building Gundam models (Gunpla to us hobbyists), painted my Warhammer models, built my r/c car that I’ve dreamt about for years, created recipe ideas, and worked on this book. Lately my life has been revolving around work and work alone. I haven’t had the time to take care of my needs both mentally and physically. Lately I’ve noticed that I’m starting to loose weight unknowingly. You may think that is a good thing, however with cystic fibrosis that’s anything but good. Stress from work continues to compound in areas that I didn’t expect to happen. Luckily it seems that life is showing me once again what is actually important.
Do you see those dark clouds rolling in? I think we are going to experience a severe storm in a matter of moments.
We are no strangers when it comes to discussing on what forms depression can manifest within the human mindset. We’ve talked about suicide, touched on self-loathing, and brought up dysmorphia. However I feel as if we haven’t talked about the true weight of suffering in silence, self-harm.
Yes some storms are worse than others and generally cause exponentially worse damage. I knew I would have to eventually bring up this topic, self-harm. I will say I really don’t know how to approach this topic. I feel that this is an even way more taboo topic than suicide to discuss. To those out there suffering in silence, I hear you. There are many forms of self-harm that are easy to hide and easy places to hide those scars. Nonsuicidal Self-Injuries (NSSI) are types of self inflicted injuries that are meant to serve as a distraction from some type of mental state that we are experiencing and want to go away. I will say the reason why I really don’t know how to approach this topic is because I’ve never really experienced the weight that this mindset brings. Yes the insides of my cheeks are scarred up from a habit of biting my lips and the insides of my cheeks to deal with anger and anxiety, but not to the extremes that some have to go to escape their mental jail.
I can see why someone would choose self-harm as a means to escape from the confines of depression and anxiety. The physical pain caused by cutting, burning, hitting, and pulling one’s hair out acts as an immediate distraction from the mental pain they are going through at that moment. Then the brain dumps serotonin to relieve the physical pain and the serotonin stabilizes your mood.
Just like the conversation that we had about suicide, I want to talk about self-harm in the same manner. It’s easy to say “just stop doing that” from an outside perspective, but all we are doing is invalidating the pain that someone is going through. You have to understand that this is the only way that they have found to deal with the negative headspace and pain that they are going through. Also unfortunately the act of self-harm can turn into an addiction because of the body’s natural reaction to release serotonin. Much like suicide, the acts of self-harm are done because that individual needs a release from the reality that they see. If you have a loved one that engages in some form of self-harm, try not to invalidate their pain, rather give them a shoulder to lean on.
When we act as caretakers, sometimes we venture into the realm of coddling. I believe this inner tendency comes from an innate action to protect others from the harms of the real world. Awhile back I was having a conversation with a friend in regards to the parents of some of his students. He told me about the recent trend of lawnmower parents. Lawnmower parenting is the act of removing any obstacle or negative experience that your child may face in life. To me this is an extreme form of coddling. This is also tied to the “everyone gets a trophy” phenomenon that we see in childhood sports. I don’t mind the acknowledgment of participation, but to make it the main focus of the sport activity it loses major value.
When we coddle someone we remove that opportunity for them to learn from the experience. The human experience is one filled with pain and learning. We have to learn to understand our emotional states as well as learning to deal with conflict. Conflict is another highly complex emotion. We can have internal conflict as well as external conflict. Internal conflict is arguably the harder of the two to deal with in my opinion. When it comes to conflict with someone else, it just isn’t worth your time. However internal conflict is a much more difficult emotion to deal with because negative thoughts are heard loud and clear.
So in times when one of our loved ones is suffering it’s always better to express empathy. Validating one’s pain and struggles will help lift the storm clouds around them and help begin the healing process. Empathy is what makes lasting human connections. It’s easy to just remove the obstacles but it’s another thing to help that individual to move through these obstacles. You can really make a person’s day that just by expressing a little bit of empathy.
There is still so much for us to learn still about tornadoes. Storm chasers are out there gathering data so we can increase early warning systems by seconds. When it comes to tornadoes they are part of a even bigger storm, the supercell (no, not the Cell from Dragonball Z). Storms are a bigger picture experience that is unfolding before your eyes. When conditions are just right a tornado has the potential to touchdown and wreck some havoc. However this will not always be the case. Overtime your gut instinct will become your early warning system. By honing in your gut instinct you will be able to observe your past to better your future. One more Alan Watts quote: “A predictable future is your past.”
Because tornadoes are a very chaotic storm system that comparatively doesn’t last that long they are typically categorized for how much they “eat” and wind speed estimations. When we experience one of these storms usually something needs to be removed from in front of us because its been distracting us from something important. I will always believe that things happen for a reason, whether we know that reason. I know the storms in my life has shown up when I drifted to far away from my personal values.
Even though we’ve learned all of these techniques to better understand these mental storms, sometimes a rouge wave comes along and knocks us on our asses. I give to you the perfect storm.
Here is the thing, sometimes the perfect storm comes along and tests our resolve. Even though be can be as mindful as possible a rouge wave always has the potential to come along and sink our ship. One of my favorite idioms that I heard from a previous manager was “be like the palm tree swaying during the hurricane, not like oak tree stiff in the wind.”
Much like the weather, I’ve been learning how to read my emotions. The end goal here is understanding how to be mindful of your emotional state. I’ve typically characterized mental health by being surrounded by water. Much like water, your emotional and mental states are fluid.
My personal storm that I’ve been weathering for the past few years, always involves the same subjects. Taking care of myself while trying to balance employment needs. A few months back I had a discussion with my dad in regards to further employment within my current employer. I mentioned to him that I was seeking out a corporate level position likely in some form of marketing and content creation but had some major hesitations. I told him that I was getting a gut feeling that was very similar to my first job right out of college. This is the job that jump started my issues with alcohol. I told him that I felt as if I was approaching another crossroads when it comes to decision making. On one hand I really like the company that I work for, but on the other hand the experiences that I’ve had with dealing with upper level leadership have left a sour taste in my mouth. Fast forward a few months and I’m given a promotion to store manager and the premonitions are proving to be true. Remember when I said my gut feeling has never let me down, except when I failed to listen? Here is the decision that I am at currently, do I hunker down and ride the storm out or do I evacuate to safer lands?
My gut is telling me to put up the storm shutters and leave town. In the short few experiences that I’ve had its shown me that this is only the tip of the iceberg. But what I really feel is happening is life telling me to be true to myself once again. The biggest thing that I struggle with is balancing my medical needs with my day to day life needs. I am someone who has very high medical needs that need to be made a priority. I know I haven’t been taking the greatest care of myself physically over the past five months at least if not longer. My clinic team wants me to exercise more and eat a more balanced diet as well as utilize my treatment vest even more.
So what do I do? Do I continue on the same path that I’m on, which will likely lead to some form of self destruction? Or do I make what is important to me once again the priority? The answer is obvious, we must never stray from what is important to us and our values.
When is it the right time to fight or just walk away from a situation? Yes dealing with conflict is a natural situation that we will always find ourselves in and we do not not want to avoid it. To me the balance is of fight versus flight boils down to is the relationship/situation salvageable. Sometimes people start conflict to get a rise out of you and honestly those disagreements are never worth it because you end up in the mud. Personally for me my choice to walk away from a relationship/situation always comes to a values based decision. I never want to compromise my values for the sake of someone else.
Once again another storm comes and goes, and a new path forms. Yes, powerful storms will cause scars to be left behind, but sometimes some distractions need to be forcefully removed. So what might these storm be trying to tell us about ourselves? To me it’s the idea of letting go and embracing who you want to be.
The ultimate goal of taking care of yourself mentally is acceptance of who you are and what you want. We will talk about innate desires soon, but for right now we are talking about the self. Even though I’m not a fan of his work, I still want to bring up Freud’s theory on the Id, Ego, and Superego. Freud categorizes these three entities as to what makes up our unconscious mind. The Id represents the animalistic needs, the Ego is us in reality, and the Superego keeps us within the constraints of society. I get the ideas that Freud was trying to make this this idea, but if you want to dive deeper into his understanding you’ll see why he is considered to have fringe theories. This usually stems from his ideas on human sexuality.
I want to take a quick intermission. What we are talking about here is the unconscious consuming self, the subconscious self, the sense of self (the you). These are all ideas that we create about ourselves whether it’s because a nature versus nurture or consumption versus fulfillment need. These selves are driven out of desire for something that we perceive that we need to live. I also want to talk real briefly on another definition of ego. We also know the ego to be a inflated perception of the self that we see. I’m talking about when we say people are egotistical. This is characterized by people who are very conceited and arrogant.
I’ve recently landed on the idea that goal of a lot of therapy is recognition the self. I see the value in which Freud was trying to explain, but tying these ideas to the sexual organs misses the point. Society has evolved to make us worker bees with the end goal of consuming. When realize our self (the you) we pull ourselves out of the mindless drone role and become a builder of our own world. In my opinion this image of the self has control over the animalistic desires as well as acknowledgement of the forces that society places on us.
When you’ve recognized the self, you will find what is important to you.
And then we have the foil of the self, the false self. What is the false self? To me the false self is the lies you tell yourself as well as living unconsciously. If you truly want to live a fulfilling life, you are the only person who capable of understanding what it is that you want. Everyday we are bombarded with false standards of needs and happiness. We are told you need a house with a white picket fence, children, a partner, and a dog. But that isn’t for me and it may not be for you as well. We are taught from an early age to consume materialistic needs whether it’s from social media, entertainment, social circles, or unconscious societal norms.
I recently had a conversation with a coworker in regards to children and housing needs. She wanted to know a little more as to why I do not want kids. I told her due to my high medical needs and the lifestyle that I want to live it would not be fair to raise kids. I explained that I generally need to give most of my personal attention to making sure I maintain my health. She did a bit of self-reflection on that and noted that had she had the same information that she has now she may not have had kids for the same reason.
This is all a callback to my story. Remember my ex-wife and I thought that we need to have kids because that is what married people do. When I look back I can only imagine the lasting issues that this would have caused if it did actually happen. We were following a path that we perceived as the only acceptable means of being “adults.” We were allowing our false selves to dictate the actions that we were making. Luckily my ex-wife saw through these lies that we were telling ourselves.
We will talk more about these ideas and concepts in the next chapter.
So how do we let go of these false needs? Simply, we kill the false self.
I know that sounds super drastic and something that the Joker would say, but that is reality. Recognizing the influences that our modern society are placing on us are placing an unneeded weight on our shoulders. Think about, what are the things that drive your depression, anxiety, and questioning about yourself? I’m serious, what is it that you want for yourself, not what others want or expect for you?
In my opinion a lot of our issues are caused because we are trying to fit within some kind of mold. A vast majority of my anxiety was driven by time and a belief that I needed to follow society’s “rules” on what I’m supposed to be doing with my life. My divorce, diagnosis, and previous relationship tore away the rules and showed me the path that I wanted to follow. These storms removed all of the unnecessary distractions that I had been clinging on to because I felt that they were important, but in reality they were not. I have embraced a higher understanding of who Tony is and what it is that I actually want. My false self has been laid to rest and my real self is now in charge. I always commit to keep it real. And I implore you to do the same, just keep it real.
Major life changes can also bring anxiety with them as well, but here is the kicker. Everything will always work its way out. One of favorite sayings as of late is a quote from Alan Watts, “Do what you love and the money will follow.” Yes you will have to hustle for a time, but as he said in that speech someone is interested in what you want to do. We will always have some sort of storm blowing through our lives. It’s not always going to be happy and cheery. We have to learn to be the surfers and meteorologists of our mental oceans. Our emotions are fluid just like water in the ocean and the winds in the atmosphere.
As I’ve said in previous conversations, the ultimate test of faith is letting go. Letting go of unnecessary weight will allow you to become more fluid. The combination of mindfulness and acceptance with the added help of fluidity, you now will be better suited read these waves. These storms will never fully leave us, but we can be better prepared to act when they start to form. Always remember April showers bring May flowers. We may not see why that storm came through but the answer will be provide in due time.
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Now that the legal mumbo jumbo is out of the way. We are going to visit a new depth on this next deep dive.
Alone.
That’s it, my biggest fear.
And I’m not talking about the “I don’t have a partner kind of alone.” I’m talking about the it’s a sea of darkness and you are doing all that you can to keep your head above the water kind of alone. The kind where you unconsciously are removed from the world around you. Where your mind tells you that you are alone in the world, with nothing around you except for the darkness.
Before we start our course towards this undiscovered depth, I want to touch on a few quick details. First off the reason behind my URL FEARNOTHING321.com. I have been using the moniker of FearNothing321 since 2007 and it occasionally was pointed out to me the irony of that username when compared to some of my posts. It used to be that life was only worth living when it was pedal to the metal and being that adrenaline junkie. However lately the meaning of FearNothing321 evolved into something more esoteric. Nowadays it characterizes the fight. Its not that I fear nothing, it more that I do not fear the fight, and 321 alludes to 3-2-1-GO, as in move. Now I believe that you can experience fear, without actually fearing fear. And to my family following along, this is meant as a window into my mind, so please don’t worry. I will say lately that I have been more regimented in my meditation practices focusing more on clearing my headspace. This practice has helped keep my self-awareness in tune and functioning at the highest level possible. Also I’ve decided it’s time to rip off the water wings and dive head first into these new depths.
Batten down the hatches and prepare to dive. Wait, I thought we were on a plane?
Arguably my worst personality trait grew out of my biggest fear. My ex-wife and I only stayed married for as long as we did because of my manipulation over those nearly 10 years. She hit the nail on the head all those years ago that I was afraid of being alone. Fast forward to today and that still rings true. Now I’ve been working on the manipulation trait to rid myself of that tendency. Now mental breakdown that I experienced back in 2019 was due in large part to a relationship that should not have lasted as long as it did. Now the only reason why it lasted as long as it did was due to my own blindness of what was actually happening. But I feel this event had to happen as it launched me into my journey of true self-reflection and self-awareness.
Everyone said 2020 was the year to forget, but I’d rather forget most of 2019. I recently found an old journal that I was keeping when I was experiencing my low lows. I felt invisible to those around me. What I think I am truly afraid of being alone with my thoughts. I’ve talked previously in this book about my struggles with depression and suicide. I have accepted that those daemons live within me and are never going away anytime soon. My journal entries all had a similar theme: I want the pain to stop. It’s honestly amazing I lived through the summer of 2019 looking back at these entries. There was no question that I was mentally broken that summer.
I think this is the true root of my fear of being alone. I’m afraid of what I will do if I’m alone with my thoughts. My track record really hasn’t been the best in these situations and I fear the future may hold the same potential. Rereading these journal entries really put into perspective how bad that mental breakdown really was.
We can take this a little further with the feeling of being invisible. This is another constant struggle I have within the encompassing fear of being alone. I do not feel as if people “see” me. I feel as if people only see me for a specific purpose and then forget about me. This feeling of invisibility is what has created an isolationist tendency that I now carry. There are times when I just want to go hide and turn off all the lights to remove myself from the world.
I will say that my depression is usually at the highest when this feeling is at its greatest. It’s as if my mind has abandoned the world around me. During these times I feel as if I am just a shell of myself, trapped in the void that is life. These levels of depression can feel like being trapped at the bottom of the ocean with the amount of pressure you mind places on you. Remember the yin yang? Within the darkness there is always a ray of light. I’ve been using this time to obtain a mental calmness when I am floating in a sea of darkness. When I feel my grasp on reality starting to unfurl, I remember to look up. I can still see the sun even though the weight of the ocean is pulling me down. During these times of mental pain, I try to harness this energy to transform it into calming energy. While I may feel as if people don’t presently “see” me, I want to be able to hear myself.
I used to think that my relationship with my ex-girlfriend stole who I was from me. Now that I think about it, it brought me face to face with my greatest fear. Yes, I was robbed of some crucial personality traits, such as self-confidence and self esteem. My ex would always say she only liked because I had a beard, yet hated the way I dressed or my other grooming habits. She would also make off the cuff comments that made is sound like that she didn’t actually like me at all. So you can see, not only were the walls of depression closing in, but as well as the crushing weights of low self-confidence and self-esteem. But I will say, I feel that we need to feel what rock bottom truly feels like in order to connect on a higher level with another human being. I’ve felt the high highs and the low lows.
So how can we learn to live with and empower this feeling of alone? Once again we are going dive deeper into the esoteric knowledge. I’ve come to redefine what it means to be alone. I do not see being alone as a negative anymore. I now see this feeling as a positive and an opportunity to learn more about myself. Also I seek to find power in the realm of feeling alone. One of the greatest tools that I utilize in my mental health regiments is mediation. I first started this practice by working on clearing my mind via my yoga practices. I’ve sense evolved my mediation practices into understanding the complex emotions that we deal with everyday. When it comes to meditation you are removing yourself from that place in time and isolating yourself within yourself. So with this rationale, mediation is a practice of being alone with yourself except its in a place of power not weakness or desire (more on that coming soon). The silence that you create within yourself will allow you to actually hear yourself speak truthfully on what it is that you want.
I’ve stopped trying to force things to happen. Things will always happen when you least expect it, because that is how the universe works. In Chinese mythology there is a story of the red thread of fate. The belief is that we are destined to meet our person because they are attached to us via a metaphysical red thread. The movie, Your Name (君の名は), is a new spin on this classic folklore story. Your Name adds a nod to the Japanese tradition of Tanabata (七夕) and the star crossed lovers of Vega and Altair. This story is always on my list of go to recommendations as it is a good representation of fate. One of my key points that I’ve been meditating on is that a significant other will not fill any void within me. Just because you want the feeling of being alone to stop doesn’t mean that being in a relationship is the correct fix. I can assure that it isn’t and it will only amplify the hollowness that you feel. I always like to say that you must love yourself before you can love another. What I’m saying here is that the love you have for you will grow into love for another. Acceptance of you and your place in the universe will open up fate to you and doors will start to open. A love that is built on seeing eye to eye as equals will last longer than one built on vanity alone. This idea can be further strengthened by the idea that what we see in others is actually a reflection of what we see within ourselves.
I want to go one step even further to into the esoteric and defining this feeling we call alone and the fear of death. Lately I’ve been dabbling in the world of Taoism and Zen Buddhism via the teachings of Alan Watts. One night while reaching heights of outer space, I was listening to an Alan Watts speech and my mind was absolutely blown. He characterizes the fear of death of actually being afraid of losing your past. We are constantly caring around our memories to remember a harsh past, a lost loved one, or a desire to be a certain way. That is our past. This is the greatest weight that we carry and carry alone.
Once again while visiting the high mountains, I decided that I wanted explore this feeling. I saw the chains that I was dragging behind me and felt the weight that they were putting on me. I saw the struggle and the pain that I was carrying for so long. Am I ready to drop those chains? I honestly don’t think I am. I feel as if these chains are currently keeping me rooted on the right side of the Earth. Case in point, back in 2019 when I thought I was given a countdown clock, I feverishly held on to anything that I could to keep me in the world of the living. There will come a time when I am ready to drop those chains. And that’s when I’ll be introduced into life everlasting. The idea of death is the greatest form of feeling alone. The biggest hurdle we face regarding this fear and emotion is being cognizant of time. Time is the one thing that drives anxiety and depression. There is never enough time nor can time move fast enough. This is why we crave a fulfilling relationship, because time ceases to exist in the metaphysical sense.
Lately I’ve been trying to live in the here and now and acting as best as I can without premonition. I will say that last bit is kind of hard to really do as I’ve talked in the past on the ideas of removing risk from the decision making process. So I realize that I do sound contradictory when I say both of these ideas. However I believe that both can exist in harmony much like the image of the yin yang. What it boils down to is the ultimate test of fate is simply letting go as well as finding a sense of balance within your decisions. Once again I want to remind you that the roots of the lotus are able to hold on to the mud. Connect yourself to the world around you. Drink in the infinite possibilities, breathe in the solitude, and relax in the comfort surrounding you in this moment of time.
One further way that we can visualize the feeling of alone is by looking at the practice of meditation. When we meditate, we are removing ourselves from current plane of existence and trying to visit another. For me at least this other place of existence is a world in which is only inhabited by me alone. I find power in this world. I find the power to create, to understand, and to visualize what it is that I actually want of myself. I will say I definitely have an affinity for eastern schools of thought. This stems from my belief in the divinity of the self. I am the only one in charge of the path in front of me and I am the only one who can control my innate happiness. I have no one to blame other than myself for the actions that I do. I will be the one to create the environment that I will thrive best in.
We are going to take this next idea with a huge grain of salt, because you know Sigmund Freud was a hack. I’m only bringing this up because I’ve been mentioning the anime Neon Genesis Evangelion quite a bit in this book. The Hedgehog Dilemma is a relationship theory as to why some humans are afraid of intimacy. The idea is that the hedgehog is a spiny animal and it’s unable to find the warmth of others because of its spines. The hedgehog fears that getting close to another hedgehog is going to cause mutual pain to both parties. I can see why this idea may have some merit. I personally have some hesitations about myself, because I carry a lot of baggage: sobriety, mental health struggles, chronic disease, and a divorce. But there is a big counter to this argument. There are others out there that are understanding of the struggle of the hedgehog and are equipped to handle its spines. Those that can truly express empathy can help form lasting bonds with others.
I’ve never been the one to shy away from innate intimacy. It’s the one thing I crave most for in life. Intimacy, whether it’s emotional or sexual is the foundation of a fulfilling relationship. There are a few counters to the Hedgehog Dilemma, mainly being for one we as humans will seek out someone new if the energy we give out isn’t reciprocated and two there are those out there we are capable of dealing with spiny creatures. Once again the image of the ying yang rings true. And another mark against the Hedgehog Dilemma, is the one topic I’ve brought up the most in this book: empathy. Empathy is a practice in human intimacy. To me true human connection happens when we are able to express empathy to one another. By expressing empathy you are actively engaging with one’s self-validation. You are not outright saying you are validating one’s emotional or physical state, rather they come to learn that someone “sees” them.
The Hedgehog Dilemma may only be true if the hedgehog doesn’t put themselves out into the world and become a recluse. Our innate human nature is to be a social creature. I’m not saying you have to spend your time partying it up, what I’m saying is we crave rewarding human interaction. It’s ok to let yourself be loved and to love another. Don’t hide from intimacy just because you are afraid of any pain that may come that relationship. Your pain will be met with empathy. You are worth the love others give to you.
I think it’s time to return to the surface.
You ready for our cliché moment? We have to love deeply. What actually does it mean to love deeply (that’s what she said)? To me at least means to express an empathic love. To me empathy is the root of true human connection. It comes with an air of comfort as builds on the understanding that you will always have someone at your side, regardless of the situation. Empathy is that security blanket that is always there bringing you extra warmth when you need it most.
2020 taught me I needed to better myself. One of the ways that I’ve been trying to bette my self is by learning Japanese. It’s no secret that I’m obsessed with Japan and the Japanese culture. I’ve always had a longing to visit Japan. So I’ve taken upon myself to learn the language as best as I can. The point I’m getting ready to make is I think the English language really fails our ability to properly express our emotions. Aishiteru (愛してる) translates into “I love you” and this word is only used when professing a true romantic love. The Japanese language has multiple ways to directly and indirectly express your emotions. One other observation that I want to make is the Japanese character for human. 人 (Hito/Jin) is the character for human. The character is made up of two lines that support one another. If one side is removed the other falls. This plays into the sense of community that dictates the major cultural identity in countries such as Japan. Throughout the world we see that places where selflessness takes priority over selfishness communities prosper. We must support one another in order to fix the problems that have been plaguing our society for decades.
A major driver in my hesitation to jump back in the dating pool is due to a major lack of personal confidence and self doubt. But what is more confidence boosting than online dating via apps? Unfortunately my generation has made it abundantly clear that meeting people is primarily done via our smartphones. Problem here in lies that these apps crave vanity and can be detrimental on one’s self image. So here is what I did. I set my hopes high and my expectations low. I made my standards clear to myself and stuck to these standards. If my time on these apps proves to be fruitful then my path provided it. Otherwise, I’m going to ride this wave to see where it takes me.
One key relationship that we need to focus on is the relationship that we have with ourselves. I bet you’ve muttered to yourself multiple time some sort of negative quality that you perceive about yourself. I’m talking about the “I’m fat,” “I’m ugly,” and the “No one wants me” toxic musings. None of that is true. We are given one body to live our lives in, so we have to learn to love it. I know body dysmorphia and gender dysmorphia are real and there are those that struggle with images of themselves on a daily basis. All I want to say is embrace who you want to be regardless of what that means. There is enough negativity out in the world and we do not need to be adding any more to our mental space.
I think the important lesson in all of this is understanding what it means to let go. I will say I do not feel alone anymore as I have myself. I have a feeling that things are starting to look up for once and the pieces are starting to fall into place. As I talked in the last chapter about transcending who you are, this concept of letting go and trusting in your own faith has really been key in my mental metamorphosis. I will say it has taken a lot of discipline to maintain focus. This was a hard course to sail, but now I feel just that bit more free. I hope that this feeling passes on to you as well. Remember its darkest right before the dawn.
I generally have an issue when it’s time to recognize something as real.
I know I had an issue with alcohol, but I never claimed I needed to take a vow of sobriety as that would make my issues with alcohol real. I do not deny the fact that I had issues with abusing alcohol as I’ve driven plenty of times likely over the limit. My lowest point was waking up in a puddle of my own vomit praying to the porcelain god. That morning was a fun therapy session with me being extremely hungover and my therapist not being too pleased with my decisions.
There were times at home where I’d pour a heavy glass of scotch to attempt to drown out my mind, for it to only turn on me and make it worse. Johnnie Walker and I were very close friends but that was a destructive friendship. I had a friend, who in her own words called me “the scary type of drunk” as I was able to hide how intoxicated I actually was. This would always lead to unfortunately driving while over the limit.
I originally stopped heavily drinking when I started dating my ex-girlfriend out of respect. I didn’t want to risk her own sobriety. In January of 2020 I met up with an old coworker at a local bar to shoot the shit and to catch up as I hadn’t been in the office for months to a disability leave for mental health. I told him what had caused me to end up on short term disability and likely where my employment was heading. I was responsible that night drinking well below my limit, but I still felt off. I knew it was time to stop for good.
January 10, 2020 would be the official first day of my journey of sobriety with alcohol. Not going to lie, it was weird hanging with friends when they are drinking and I’m the only sober one there. Do I miss drinking? Not really because drinking brought me into some dark places mentally.
So I will finally say that yes, I am taking a vow of sobriety with alcohol, because I need to recognize the facts that yes I had a real problem that was bound to get a lot worse if I didn’t truly stop. Now I’m not completely sober as I use medicinal marijuana for pain management, but from here forward I will not touch alcohol ever again.
This year, 2020, has taught me truly that life is short and we must act now if we truly want to live. Reality check after reality check really will set your life in focus. Recently my ex-girlfriend reached out to me out of the blue to inform me that a friend had passed away unexpectedly. As I’ve repetitively said, time heals all wounds and the healing energy is really wisdom we’ve gained. I took this moment to clear the air between us, life is way too short to have grudges and petty disagreements. We both held the blame on how we treated each other. During that relationship we were both at low points in our lives and took the pain out on each other. I was delighted to hear she was going through a similar self discovery phase as well. See, things happen for a reason once again in my story.
Real quick on the title of this chapter. The title is a nod to season 2 of Re:Zero kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu episode 33, in which we find the main character, Natsuki Subaru have a mental breakdown as he is finally able to tell someone what has been paining him for so long. As I’ve said in the past, when I set out on this journey writing was an outlet for me to put my story out in the universe. But as of late, I now view this journey to have an open and honest conversation about our mental health.
This year started out with a leap of faith for me, leaving a very stable job with the intentions of personal discovery. September 2020 introduced the path to Enlightenment and a revitalization of my inner focus. Now I see myself approaching another leap of faith in the future.
I’ve had one too many reality checks come my way, and it’s finally time to listen. Life is way too short and tomorrow is honestly never promised. The crossroads I see myself starting to approach is a drive to experience the world. The ever planner that I am, I have set myself a 5 year plan to meet at these crossroads. I see two paths in front of me: 1) move to internationally (Japan, Scotland, Canada, etc…) or 2) buy an RV and drive around the country. It seems I’ve developed a major case of wanderlust.
Moving internationally would definitely be a high risk high reward path to follow. I’ve been learning the Japanese language and I would believe in 5 years I’d be confident in conversational mastery. I have a basic idea on what I would do for employment and where I’d want to live. I do feel as if there is a major part of me pulling me in this direction to step way outside of my comfort zone and just jump in feet first for once. Japan has always drawn me in with its beauty, where it be the shrines that are numerous throughout the country or the beautiful landscapes that seem otherworldly.
Life on the road however will really change me to embrace a life of mindfulness in multiple ways. I view this path that I’m about to take as a spiritual journey to truly connect with both myself and the world around me. Being able to live in multiple states all throughout the year really plays into my inner gypsy. Also with the RV route, I’ll be able to spend quality time with my parents from time to time. My one fear with this route is it’ll play into my general sense of isolationism. I’ve a very introverted person to say the least. I like anonymity, so I fear cutting myself off from a community will cause to further isolate myself. But you never know what the future holds.
Now one of these paths is near impossible for me due my multiple chronic diseases (Cystic Fibrosis and Osteochondromatosis); as most immigration policies are strict for those coming into the country with high medical needs. Also if I were to move to another country I would need to make sure the medication that I’m currently on is available. I am still planning on making trips to Scotland and Japan at some point in time, but at this point I’ve all but ruled out living there. So that leads me to the likely path that I will be embarking on, traveling my own backyard.
Living minimally on the road is something that has been intriguing to me over the past few years. Last year I attempted to stop worrying about worldly possessions, only to fall back once again into their grasp. This time I mean it, I want to live very minimally. I want to enjoy the world around me, I want to see the beauty that I have been provided by Mother Earth.
I need to say it again, life is way to fucking short. We need to live with intent and just dance to the beat of our own drum. As I’ve said many times I’m close with mortality and I want to make the most of my time left on this world. It’s finally time a put true value into my life and make memories. Yes I already “value” my life, but I’m talking about it making something more fulfilling out of my time. We need to live for today rather than worrying about tomorrow.
Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called present.
Master Oogway, Kung Fu Panda
As my reality checks have proven to me, tomorrow isn’t guaranteed and never will be. It’s time to finally live and ride my wave. Yes the path I laid out in front of myself will require me to alter my lifestyle, but honestly it’s a needed change. By shifting my focus from worldly possessions to otherworldly possessions (memories, experiences, fulfillment) I will bring more value to my life.
It’s times like these when you need to listen to the calls of your heart.
Mindful meditation has been a powerful tool that I’ve been using for the longest time. I was first exposed to the power of meditation when I started practicing yoga. Meditation is key in allowing me to focus my mind and get back on track.
In today’s day and age, we are always on the go and tend to loose sight of what’s really important. I know this concept is truly hard in our society as many of have to work in order to live in some fashion. But we can make the most of the time that we do have on this rock floating through space. We need to A) let go of our stressors or B) readjust what we focus on.
Say it with me, “Fuck that.”
While these meditations may seem not that serious at all, it’s all about the mindset. Seriously fuck that shit that you are constantly worrying about. Just let it go, let it go (why did this snowman suddenly appear?), it’s not worth it and it’s weighing you down both mentally and physically. This year (2020) has taught me that my previous notion of normal was just not that. If anything this year has been a learning experience in mindfulness and a greater understanding of what is really important in life.
Give your mind a break every once in a while and fully clear your headspace. The best tool in your mental health journey is your mind. You need to take care of yourself. I have found that simply slowing down and breathing has helped calm my racing mind. Getting more oxygen into your body and more importantly your brain can help ease moments of anxiety.
Remember you can accomplish what you set your focus towards. Don’t worry about the white noise that life will bring along the way, it doesn’t matter. Just because something is happening right at this moment doesn’t mean it isn’t going to happen at all. Key moments in life will happen when they are supposed to happen and usually at times you least expect it. And above all never let anyone piss all over your parade. Do what you can to remove sources of negativity out of your life (i.e.: turning off 24 hour news networks, limiting exposure to social media, removing bad friends, etc…) because this will ultimately have the greatest impact on a healthy mindset.
Recently I’ve imposed a rule on myself of no social media after 8 at night. I have been using this now free time to realign my mental focus. In the week that I have been following this rule, I’ve been able to successfully start learning a new language, less mental stress and anger, and above all a freer mind.
September 2020 began my journey to fully refocus my quest for inner peace. However this path has evolved into more of a journey seeking enlightenment rather than peace. There will always be some level of chaos, pain, and stress in your life and it better to understand why you are feeling these emotions rather than wishing them away. As I’ve stated in prior chapters I’m not traditionally religious I do have my own set of beliefs. Ever since I read excerpt of Walden back in high school, Transcendentalism has spoke to me, and more recently so has Buddhism. The end goal of my journey is to transcend who Tony really is, and be one with who I am.
Now for something a little different but yet kinda the same.
Just like COVID-19, positivity is both infectious and easily spread to other people. I know that last few chapters have been very pragmatic and usually focusing on the negative aspects of life. However we really need to learn to cherish the good moments in our lives.
Like Mahky Mahk (think Bostonian accent) said “Come on feel the vibration.” Let’s go ahead and have that personal dance party in the kitchen. The music intend in this chapter is intended to get you to get up and move to the grove. Just like living through the bad times, you need to enjoy the good times. Simply set down your phone, turn off social media, drink in the moment, and this will allow you to fully appreciate this moment. We need to disconnect to truly connect with ourselves.
Rhymes will groove you
And I’m here to prove to you
That we can party on the positive side
And pump positive vibes
So come along for the ride
~Dan Hartman / Amir Shakir / Donald Wahlberg / Mark Wahlberg
Remember we are on the journey to lead us to a more balanced life. I’ve been teaching myself to look at the positives in every situation, even if it comes from one of my negative waves. My support system came through for me. Yes I did experience negative emotions but those also came along with positive affirmations.
So are you ready to move to the groove?
During this trying time, I’ve started to turn off the 24 hour news channels and been playing more music. Unfortunately the our news media shows have a strong tendency to sensationalize the stories they report. Now I want throw in a quick note, I still pay attention to the local new media as I they tend not to sensationalize what they are reporting. I found on early on that the media I was consuming was leading to an increase in anxiety. My therapist and I discussed that maybe I should turn off the news and focus my energies elsewhere.
What I found was my general anxiety started to decrease. Remember mindset and perception are key when dealing with your emotional states. The key to understanding your emotional states is mindfulness. And your environment can be a direct impact on do how these states manifest. In the last chapter we discussed making decisions for the better. We all should take a holistic view of our entire environment: friends, workspace, physical location, and relationships.
Live baby live
Now that the day is over
I gotta new sensation
In perfect moments
Well so impossible to refuse
~Michael Hutchence / Andrew Farriss
So join me in turning off the news and grab that new sensation. Surround yourself with positive people and good thoughts. Remember what I said in my story, optimism will carry you further than pessimism. By transforming you environment in a more positive one, it will breed more positive intentions. Out of these positive intentions will grow a positive mind.
Are you starting to feel it yet?
Yes I know it’s pretty tough right now to get out the house with the whole pandemic going on. However there are still ways we can have fun while being safe. Have a one person dance party in your kitchen, or better yet dance under the stars in your backyard or driveway. Don’t limit your ability to have fun to only the things you used to do. Think outside the box, innovate and come up of your own design. Engage in your creative side it’ll help ease the anxiety with staying at home. The reason that this works is you are solving your own “problem.” Personally I think most of the issues that surround anxiety deal with our inability to solve problems.
Across the nation
Around the world
Everybody have fun tonight
A celebration so spread the word
~Jack Hues / Nick Feldman / Peter F. Wolf
So let loose and allow yourself to feel good. Feel the music and allow the groove to move into your soul. You have to allow yourself to have good days and great moments. Remember positivity is infectious, once its in you it’s there for a while.
You need to surround yourself with the right people. That. was something that was a tough lesson for me. I though I had the right people in my circle, but they were never there for me. So I cut that dead weight. I fixed that issue with getting back in touch with the right people. I know I can count on them for help whenever I need it. As they say cream does rise to the top and turds sink. That last part may not be apart of the idiom, but I say it is and it’s true.
Ah we can dance if we want to, we can leave your friends behind
Cause your friends don’t dance and if they don’t dance
Well they’re are no friends of mine
~ Ivan Doroschuk
Why aren’t you dancing yet? Get out of your seat and get to movin’. We need to balance our bad days with good days. So jump start those good days with a safe dance party. This entire chapter is intended to get you movin’ to beat of your own drum and not someone else’s drum. Embrace the journey, the good and the bad.
Just let the music move you.
Remember we got to keep moving forward in order to grow. Yes I know Devo’s hit Whip It is kind of an odd inclusion in this chapter from a contextual/lyrical perspective, but this song makes you move and groove. Mental health is a marathon not a sprint. You need to keep moving forward and keep making strides in your own journey. Mindfulness is key in to unlocking your full potential. Since the beginning of the year that was 2020 I’ve taken a hard look at what’s important to me and that is feeling good.
Go forward
Move ahead
Try to detect it
It’s not too late
To whip it
Whip it good
~Gerald Casale / Mark Mothersbaugh
As I’ve stated previously I don’t watch the news very often, and to be fair I really don’t watch much television these days. I always have music on that gets me moving. I’ve been working on building myself and environment that encourages a positive mindset. This environment helps me both space out the time between my down periods as well as shortens them as well. Remember positivity is infectious and it will create more positivity in others. When this phenomenon happens, your positivity will increase and will last longer.
Good, you are starting to get the groove.
If this last song doesn’t get you moving I don’t know what will. In addition to the the good vibrations to pull you into that positive mindset, a little self love never hurt anyone. Take it for what you want, I’ll leave it at that. Love yourself and who you are. Also love others and show them compassion. Be spontaneous with your partner. Love is a two way street and communication is key to a trusting relationship. I’m not the swami when it comes to relationships as my last one was a dumpster fire, but that’s a story for another day.
So just let it whip. If you have that special someone, grab them and get them on the dance floor and have some god damn fun for fucks sake. Life is too short to always be down in the dumps.
I don’t care if you have rhythm or not move them hips. The rhythm will find you.