Is it too late?
That's a very personal question. Some people pack it in way too early as far as I'm concerned. Some people have finally had enough and just go for it only to find out that it actually was too late. But at least they gave it a shot right?
I just learned something about me that's going to allow me to see for myself. The kind of person I am won't allow me to call it quits and to accept my fate. If I was 115 years old and the doctor said I had 30 seconds to live I'd probably say, "Is there anything I can do in 30 seconds that could get me closer to my dream?"
I know just enough about psychology and life to diagnose myself as delusional. Not just a little. We're talking full-on delusional. And being delusional I've decided that everybody else is too. We all have areas in our lives that need improvement. It could be losing weight, relationships, career, whatever. We are faced with a shitload of evidence everyday to support our lack, yet we convince ourselves that what we see isn't that bad and that we will eventually solve the problem. Days then turn into weeks and weeks into years and then we're dead, never living up to our full potential.
My recent self-diagnosis has really, finally opened my eyes. To the point where there are parts of my life that I can no longer ignore. I have spent the last few weeks formulating a plan of how I can make whatever time I have left meaningful. Not extraordinary. Meaningful.
This post is to inform the nine people who follow my public life closely that you're going to see some changes. But for the most part you won't see anything at all. I'm just going to be gone for a while. But I'll be back. I just have to figure a few things out.
I love you.
Terry
