reviewing my past selves with obsidian
Around this time last year I started manually entering my tweets, facebook statuses, select quotes from dayone entries, etc into Obsidian and used Dataview to generate an “on this day” table view…
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Around this time last year I started manually entering my tweets, facebook statuses, select quotes from dayone entries, etc into Obsidian and used Dataview to generate an “on this day” table view…
Travel enriches me in many ways. Apart from novelty and discovery, new surroundings help me to temporarily forget things that usually weigh me down. Certain familiar things back home trigger uncomfortable feelings…
I wrote this time last year that I felt like I was coping better than the year before. This year I don’t feel like I have made much progress, and perhaps I…
[tw warning: suicide ideation] Yesterday I had another episode where I spent hours crying. This actually feels embarrassing to write, but intellectually I think it is society that conditions us to think…
[cw: suicidal thoughts] I guess this does not come as a surprise to anyone – I think I have an inherent dislike for my self. No one who inherently likes them selves…
I started making websites and dabbling in photoshop when I first got my computer at 15. I never felt particularly creative as a child and I hated art classes so when that…
I write these every year for the purpose of documenting my life. The caveat is that this is written with some recency bias and that the act of recollection is always faulty:…
I am not sure why, but I don’t have much interest in life. I have been this way for as long as I can remember, though I am not sure if my…
I have always struggled with my mind, but the intensity seemed to worsen in the past few months. Tracing back, I think it was since my covid infection. I wasn’t surprised to…
A while ago an old friend texted me that an unexpected event had once again reminded her how transient life can be, and she thought of me because I was one of…