A specific post about change, for once

I haven't posted as regularly as I was "supposed" to. I've been busy, the last couple weeks, and I don't really have time right now. I ought to be sleeping and healing, but this post needs to be written before it loses all relevance and usefulness.

Over the last, say, three weeks, I've aged another mental year or so. It's quite sudden, but sudden, rapid bursts of really obvious changes are typical for me. The actual process of changing will have been more gradual, enough so that I didn't notice it, and the full effect of said changes will also be too gradual to notice. And that phrase made no sense whatsoever. Anyway.

What I mean by mentally aging is becoming more free from oppressive thought patterns, more mentally equipped to deal with the world, and more capable of translating mental readiness into the physical world. The latest set of changes have been focused on responsibility and independence. I find myself much more capable of pretending to be an adult, and doing things that are basic to life without parents.

It's nice to be motivated to take care of my own affairs in a timely and effective fashion, if a bit strange to adjust to. And I'm really not who I was, even six months ago.

This particular change is the last step in the process that began the day I decided I was never going back to school.

Since October: I know my limits. I know how to recover from being pushed past my limits. I know how to judge the quality of my own judgement. I know who to ask to review my judgement. I know the importance of a safety net, and the maintenence thereof. I know how to be a safety net, and when to let other people use their own judgement. I know what I believe in, in terms of politics. I know, to some extent, what I want for my future. I know how to discipline myself to reach for that future. And, most importantly, I know how to cook (enough) and clean (enough) and how to convince myself to do so. Huzzah, for six painfully productive months!