What an interesting year. After the 100 Days of Creation, a relocation to Houston, and facing an extreme bout with depression (more or less related to me not properly grieving the end of my career; thanks for that, ego), I’m back. I ended up going to therapy to sort my shit out. I’m going to share the nitty gritty, I’m just planning the right way to do so.
I made mistakes of seeing a professional before this because my fragile ego thought I wouldn’t be a real fighter if I went to a therapist. SO. FOOLISH. Psychedelics may have helped me kicked the can at the time, but the combination with actual therapy has no doubt saved my life. I have fundamentally shifted my view of the world.
I handled a lot of unresolved personal shit that has plagued me for my whole life. Now I’m picking up where I left off. I’m a kid with more life experience, valuable life experience. I can’t wait to share with the world what we’ve been working on. It’s funny how things come full circle.
Amor fati.