Six unique facts about me:
- I’m left-handed.
2. I’ve had a weird amount of health problems. I was born with a small cleft palate. I had a brain tumor at age 8, pneumonia a few times as a teen, a pulmonary embolism from birth control at age 19, and a spontaneously breaking leg at age 28.
3. I’m spiritual, but not religious. Once upon a time, I was a good Catholic but lost my faith as a teenager. I went through a period where I was chasing religion heavily – I tried Buddhism, Judaism, returning to Christianity – I went through religions like most people go through diets. Now I’ve settled on agnosticism toward the presence of a sentient God, but a belief that we’re all connected and here to learn.
4. I have no idea where I stand politically. In terms of ideals I’m an anarchist, but as I’ve aged I doubt that anarchism is a realistic and workable goal. I’m trying to find something more workable to support. I guess it’s fair to say that in terms of philosophy, I’m an anarchist, though. I believe people should follow their own rules as long as they don’t harm others.
Democracy is the worst form of government, except for all the others.
5. I feel like I went from a mentality of a 16-year-old to maybe a normal 30-year-old mentality in the last year.
6. I’m a formerly homeless, and female former polysubstance abuser, which tends to fascinate health professionals. Sometimes my doctor appts get waylaid into the hows and whys of homelessness and drug use, and their theories on why we do what we do – a lot of professionals are highly curious and nonjudgmental, but don’t know a lot of (open) former drug users, and have to go by their assumptions.
There was an instructor from a local nursing school at my ex-boyfriend’s half-way house and she ended up bringing me in for a Question and Answer session about drug use and recovery at the school. I’m like The Elephant Man crossed with an ambassador.
I also started out as an alcoholic and went super-nova with injecting meth, so there’s that.