Strumming my pain with her fingers, singng my life with her words…
Strumming my pain with her fingers, singng my life with her words…
My child seems to be in a reasonably healthy relationship. It’s a wonder since I put them through a few bad ones, but I eventually left. They’ve been in a stable relationship for five years. I don’t pry much and I pray they aren’t staying because they feel they’d flounder, otherwise. Their partner is a good person, in not implying they aren’t. Compatibility is a thing, common interests are necessary.
I just told a care provider recently that I’ve no idea if I’m capable of a healthy relationship, because I don’t even know what one looks like from the outside, let alone from the inside. I’m nearly 60.
I don’t know that turning onward is a bad idea. It can be, if we get terrified and refuse to go deeper. What I mean is, grief work and rage work and all the icky stuff is necessary, as are breaks from the heaviness. Be gentle with yourself, friend.
Most people in the security industries that I’ve ever known are keenly interested in privacy, for good reason. There is a reason certain protesting elements cyber their faces and it’s not usually for nefarious reasons.
Surveillance society is a bad idea, period.
About the time some billionaire/politician/LEO/judge out other influential/affluent person is recorded in a compromising position.
What happens when QR codes are obsolete because some newer, smaller technology is in place?
Oh I’m amazed. They’re truly accomplishing the Great Work.