Dear Reader
Apologies for not delivering the promised video. It will come. Eventually. Life's been stressful lately. Not sure what I mean exactly by 'lately' - a week, a month, 6 months, a year, several years? I'm in the middle of several storms, the resolution of each is going to influence greatly the rest of my life. Side projects and a positive smiling attitude are defensive mechanisms of some sort, I guess. I've been watching this TV show called Criminal Minds recently, thus I'm curious what my psychological profile would be right now. Not sure. In the last year I've adapted the role of a reliable person who can make final decisions. Partially, because I wanted to. Fueled by Peterson's message of taking on the responsibility. But mainly from necessity. Because people around me are under stress themselves. Uncertain just like I am. And you can't have everyone be uncertain, otherwise shit will spin out of control. Someone has to embody certainty - have all the right answers. Well, or to at least pretend to have them. In fact, an honest mind is a skeptical one. And while skepticism is extremely useful, it necessitates uncertainty. So all you can really do is to pretend. Uncertainty won't go away, but someone will have to handle it. Why am I saying all of this? To explain that I am deeply uncertain myself and yet I have to wear the mask for the psychological sake of my dear friends and family. They need to think that there is a person who has the map, in this fog we call Life. And this cartographer better hope that his maps will indeed lead forward.