Have I just fine-tuned my enabling, spun a fine web with the filaments of its fabric when I created this site? I’m quite the intellectual, and I’m quite the obsessive thinker. It sounds haughty, but it’s just the truth.

The human mind can weave a lie too logical to be easily contested, including by its inventor. It’s why I’m always questioning, always searching. It’s why I’ll never run out of writing topics: I see myself as always already gone. A game of hide-and-seek with ghosts. I follow them all day. Here is where I try to catch them, on this page.

So I guess it isn’t enabling. I’m not the only one giving. You’re giving, too. When you read me, when you email me, when you tell me your problems in the secret ways that you do, you’re giving back to me. When you lean on me, trust me, you’re giving back to me. The symbiosis is spinning the love and empathy I easily have for you into the self-love I struggle to give myself.

Or like we’re twirling to the same rapid, jazzy tune. At some point, we’re each going to hold up the other.

So keep talking to me.