Pretty much just my shower thoughts 🚿🧠 But I do other things like... Developer Advocate at Lightning Labs | Organizer of San Juan Bitdevs | Founder of Velas Commerce
“Success” is difficult to objectively define as it means different things to different people - a Lambo to some, a farm to others. But I keep coming back to one, fairly measurable quality that I find to be the true objective measure of success in life – emotional maturity.
Originally thought this photo was great but too cringe for LinkedIn, then a friend said I look like a Jedi, another ran it through AI, and now I’m wondering… can I actually get away with using this as my LinkedIn profile pic? 🤔😁
There are real biological and temperamental differences between men and women, in general of course. Discussing them isn’t inherently wrong, it can be interesting and insightful! The problem is that, in my experience, most of these conversations aren’t driven by curiosity but by an agenda: to argue that women are not appropriate to leadership or decision making. Too often, the goal is to find 'evidence' for treating women as second-class citizens.
When someone comes up to me and says “ya know, women really…” 🚩🚩🚩🚨🚨🚨 all the alarm bells go off. Almost certainly that is someone who has set out to persuade me into thinking of myself as appropriately a follower, as appropriately less than. And fuck you bro, never gunna happen.
Anxiety comes from a refusal to accept our limited existence.
I was talking about anxiety while flying the other day and a friend noted that when on an airplane is one of the only times in your life when you truly have no responsibility for the outcome… so it should be relaxing. And well, my prefrontal cortex totally understands that, but the rest of my brain rejects that! Lol
But why? In my head if the plane went down and me with it, it would be my fault cuz somehow I should have known to not get on that flight. Somehow everything is my fault.
I know that I have anxiety when I take on responsibility for things that I can’t realistically have an impact on. And so I have to train my brain to accept that I can’t possibility know the future. I can’t predict when a wild anomaly like a plane crash might happen. That’s a bizarre responsibility to try to put on myself because I am a limited creature.
But I have a really hard time saying that, I have a hard time saying that I’m limited… I get a sense of shame from that. Why? Is that maybe part of a religious fundamentalist hangover? Is that just human nature? Where does this insane sense of responsibility come from?