Category Archives: Taking personal responsibility

The world has enough people who are trying to police everyone else, what they do, what they say, what they think. We’d be better off if we took a portion of that energy and turned it back on ourselves. It matters what each of us do, say, and even think. We have the responsibility to make sure it reflects what we really believe.

Why We Are Setting Trump Up To Fail

All the madness is almost over.

Just a few more days and we can finally put all of this behind us.



The end of the election is only the beginning.

If we thought things were bad up to now…

elephant-2There’s an elephant in the room that people seem reluctant to recognize.

Perhaps it’s anxiety over further stigmatizing mental illness; perhaps it’s unfamiliarity with the disease; perhaps it’s just fear of being another in a long list of defendants on Donald Trump’s list of law suits.

Being mentally ill myself, I may be in a position to speak from experience and understanding in recognizing it in another.

As near as I can tell, Donald Trump is mentally ill.

Severely so.

Narcissistic Personality Disorder: A mental disorder in which people have an inflated sense of their own importance, a deep need for admiration and a lack of empathy for others. But behind the mask of ultra-confidence lies a fragile self-esteem that’s vulnerable to the slightest criticism.

When a mental illness has the added label of being a “personality disorder” it indicates an increased difficulty in managing that particular illness.

Personality Disorder: A deeply ingrained and maladaptive pattern of behavior of a specified kind, typically manifest by the time one reaches adolescence and causing long-term difficulties in personal relationships or in functioning in society.

I won’t insult your intelligence by trying to point out how this clearly describes Donald Trump. I also won’t take the time to argue if he is responsible or culpable for his actions or not.

There simply isn’t time.

ballotWhat I will strenuously state is that due to this illness, he is simply not physically or biologically capable of most jobs in society where he must lead while also simultaneously working with people.

Virtually the country unanimously agrees that the mentally ill should be kept from weapons that could be used to harm themselves or others.

Being Commander In Chief and having the final word on a nuclear arsenal would most definitely qualify as a weapon; and we haven’t had the full disclosure of a background check.

That alone is enough to recognize the danger of a Trump presidency.

But if that doesn’t do it, let’s take a look at what happens AFTER the inauguration:

He will be attacked and shunned and ridiculed and vilified; that just comes with the job. Having been snubbed by the New York Billionaire society as well as the majority of the political world, he will frantically search for validation abroad. He simply must have the chance to give those billionaire “buffoons” the finger.

But when he enters the international arena with other leaders of democratic and freedom-loving nations, they will see him for who and what he really is.


They already do.

And they will dismiss him – if not physically then certainly mentally and emotionally.

There will be no respect, which he so desperately needs.

So who does that leave for him to seek out for sycophantic support?

Those ruthless, billionaire dictators and despots who are so eager to get him under their thumbs.

In reality, by electing Donald Trump we will be inflicting a wound that will back this injured animal into a corner.

And that is when someone in pain and humiliation is the most dangerous.

A narcissist does not comprehend or know how to retreat, to compromise, to give in.

anger4That only leaves one option: die trying.

So you see, by electing him we are condemning him to fail.

As well as all of us along with him.

Please remember that the real period of difficulty doesn’t end with November 8; it begins November 9.

Please, I beg you – don’t set us up to fail.

I guess this letter is to me  

A couple of months ago I was working on a series of letters to those who were struggling with different issues and perhaps feeling lost.

Looks like I kind of got lost in the middle of it all.

Not sure it’s safe to say that I’ve been found, but I can definitely say that I’m actively looking.

P1270019And I’ll keep my eyes open this time.

You know, constant vigilance.

So, I’ll give it a whirl at taking my own advice:

Dear Greg,

Got a little too big for your britches, didn’t you? Cocky confidence about being able to be “normal” came back and bit you right in the back side of your trousers didn’t it.

That’s okay.

I still love you.

And believe in you.

I know, it’s just so enticing to feel that emotion of clarity, strength, soaring – actually just BEING alive.

In other words, our good old friend Mr. Mania.

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Policing political correctness

I don’t like Donald Trump.

That being said, let’s just skip past the ranting monologue enumerating his many evils and, instead, focus on the eye-opening phenomenon of people loving that he “says what he thinks.”

Of even more concern to me is that many support him because he says what they think, but are too afraid to say themselves.

Because it’s politically incorrect.

I really wonder if we aren’t missing the bigger problem here.

Rather than being so focused on what someone may or may not say that will presumably cause offense, the more important question is:

Why do they want to say it in the first place? Why do they think these thoughts about others?

And just as significant,

Why is everyone so quick to be offended by something a stranger may say or do?

sirenYou can probably already hear the sirens getting louder. The thought police are on their way to not only tell us what we can’t say, but also what we can’t think.

Knowing that political correctness and thought police would fit right in with the adversary’s plan and not the one we chose to support, we’d be right to bristle at the mere thought.

But that doesn’t mean that our thoughts shouldn’t be policed.

We just need to police our own, and not those of others.

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Freely given, not forcibly taken

The recent frenzy over the Powerball billion+ prize was actually pretty helpful in giving me perspective on just how much money $1,000,000,000 is.

It’s a lot.

money2I’m sure we all saw the math dividing up the mega-prize into “mini” prizes of roughly $4,000,000 – one award for every person living in America.


Call me slow, but I never connected it taking THAT many millions to make a billion. I still can’t wrap my head around the trillions in debt hanging over our heads.

Like many of you, I had that moment of “that would be SO great if the powers-that-be at the Powerball factory would even just give each of us, say, $1,000,000 – leaving them 75% of the prize.” You know what I mean, that closed-eye moment feeling like we wouldn’t have to worry so hard about the future.

money3After all, it’s only logical.

Couldn’t the government just step in and take part of it?

No one needs that much. It’s only fair.

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Yep, it’s a big bad world out there – but it’s also an amazingly great world in here

A few days ago our niece was scheduled to be in a talent show at the high school. Being three people with two cars (wow, there’s another of those first-world problems, right?) I was driving Ann in to work so I could attend the assembly.

The skies were crisp and clean and piercing. As we headed west, the sun was just warming the top third of the Wellsville mountain range.

It was pretty spectacular (almost as much as was the company).

When I arrived at the school, my sister was watching out for me in the auditorium. We sat right up front in the middle of all the students.

flag2As the lights began to dim, I could see that the room was filled to capacity. Without warning, everyone was on their feet and I was thrilled when everyone in the audience stood, loudly and clearly pledging allegiance to the flag.

No one had to be asked, or begged, or shamed into it.

It was obviously just a part of how they did things; part of who they are.

There was moment when I noticed the principal standing in the doorway – but he’s the only adult I ever saw.

The student association directed the program, gave announcements, invited everyone to the party after the ballgame, and told us all what a RAD time it would be.

I was blown away at the talent. For the next hour we listened to singing, rapping, piano and guitar playing and watched dancing, juggling, glow-in-the-dark yo-yos, and an excerpt from the upcoming school musical.

That would have been enough to keep my attention.

But the performance wasn’t the thing that we all needed to watch closely.

It was the natural behavior of the students themselves.

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