All excellent points. The one caveat is that all these colors wash out partially or completely for color-blind, blue-light-blocking, and dark mode users. Shape and contrast are critical for visibility in these cases.
Personally, I wear safety lenses that filter HEV (high energy violet - the most harmful type of blue light). With these lenses, blue and green are mostly indistinguishable (e.g. shades of dark grey or black). Red looks like a pick-tinted shade of light grey, while yellow "pops" next to grey and red only when heavily saturated. …
Wow - glad you were well enough - and sober enough - to recognize these early warning signs and get help! Definitely a key benefit of sobriety!
Hilarious! Your food narrative is amazing - my mouth is watering! And Love how your friend responded to the marriage proposal BOL. Also really appreciate the explanation of local idioms. I feel like I was there!
Highlights the problem with "armchair psychotherapy" - we see/hear based on our own experiences and preferences and conduct a run-away train of analyses with our own imaginations.
If you don't mind, I'd like to share your story in my professional development series when I start teaching again. I love being able to share fun, real-world stories that have broader implications for professional practice.
“Now you see…” Roshan finished his description and came to his final point, “my mom gets up every morning at 3 to cook this meal for me. And this banana leaf is from a tree me and dad planted when we first moved into our new house in the city. I don’t need to hear or be told how much my parents love me, I feel it with every bite. Oh, and I always have the weekends to hang out with them.”
🎶 Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum 🎶
That was embarrassing —
Took the dog out for a walk
Was barely able to get the leash on him, to begin with
The neighbors must think I’m drunk.
Barely made it back in the house —
Couldn’t walk in a straight line
Followed the dog, but he can’t see either
Blind leading the blind.
Even as I type —
Doubles is what I see
Blurry doubles at that
My fingers lead me.
Everyday — Poppin’ pills Morning…
Yes, I confess. It was me — your newbie reader and a member writer, no less.
I’m the one who gave you the clap — like literally, a single clap.
Alex Baia for Slackjaw on medium.com
You poured your heart out, bore your soul.
Made me cringe, sniffle, and fold over from my chair.
I rolled on the floor laughing (or sobbing) and such.
Your stories always moved me so very much!
I had no idea I was offending you by only clapping once.
Linda Caroll for The Partnered Pen on medium.com
I read each post carefully and marked it up with highlights. I even left a comment to thank you for your insights…
Insightful, intelligent, and beautifully written
While writing a memoir about my own childhood trauma, as part of my therapeutic process, I wanted to share some of the inspiring messages of support I have received from readers. I’ve included links to the parts of the story available online so far. There’s a lot more I haven’t shared yet, so I’m curating all these supportive comments for inspiration to keep telling my truth when truth-telling gets hard to tell.
Brave girl. I commend you. Even for talking about it now. I’m so glad you escaped from that demon.
from Trauma and Triumph Memoir at PolarXpression on Medium
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