Well this isn't what I expected.

Hi, Ian Alexander here. At 54, post-Covid, my life fell apart (divorce, death in family, a layoff, and separation from children all hit at once. Anxiety kicked in, I isolated myself and everything stopped making sense.  

But if I'm being honest the cracks started long ago. When I stopped believing in myself. When I started playing it safe. When I gave up on four things

I read all the books, tried to date, meditiated, sauna-ed, cold plunged, exercised but I the sadness was still there. I reached out to trusted friends, neighbors and then strangers and heard similar stories.

"This isn't how I thought things would go."

"Is this how it ends?"

"How did I end up here?"

I sure as hell don't have it all figured out but I have realized that growth comes from community, from vulnerability, from action, more than from underlining sentences in books.

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