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sacredchao) wrote2025-01-10 11:29 am
sacredchao) wrote2025-01-10 11:29 am
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A return to form
The enshittification of Facebook is continuing apace. I and a lot of my friends are settling into Bluesky (I'm gealbhan@bsky.social) and really the only things that make me reluctant to kill my entire account like I did Twitter is the large number of friends still on there and the fact that it amounts to 15 years worth of diary.
So I'm picking this account up again. The last entry was me trying to work out why my health was so poor and wondering what my capacity in the future might be. Turns out that I'm type 2 diabetic and so I was spending a lot of time being near hyperglycemic. I've also realised that while the acute symptoms of the haemolytic anaemia I had years ago were resolved, I've never been the same since. So I'm now wildly obese and the executive dysfunction has cranked up to potato. With the wonderful help of some very good friends, I cleared the squalid tip that was my home and rearranged my living space. That was well over three months ago and I seem to have formed some good habits although I do need to form some more.
My life has contracted. My capacity for everything has reduced. My 40s were the period of spectacular physical decline that I feared it might be and my 50s look like being the consolidation of that. This looks like the time to change what I can, and live with what I can't. I need to make my peace with that but I also need to be better at working out what I can and cannot actually change. A work in progress.
So I'm picking this account up again. The last entry was me trying to work out why my health was so poor and wondering what my capacity in the future might be. Turns out that I'm type 2 diabetic and so I was spending a lot of time being near hyperglycemic. I've also realised that while the acute symptoms of the haemolytic anaemia I had years ago were resolved, I've never been the same since. So I'm now wildly obese and the executive dysfunction has cranked up to potato. With the wonderful help of some very good friends, I cleared the squalid tip that was my home and rearranged my living space. That was well over three months ago and I seem to have formed some good habits although I do need to form some more.
My life has contracted. My capacity for everything has reduced. My 40s were the period of spectacular physical decline that I feared it might be and my 50s look like being the consolidation of that. This looks like the time to change what I can, and live with what I can't. I need to make my peace with that but I also need to be better at working out what I can and cannot actually change. A work in progress.