Bear with me, gentle readers; I appear to be having some kind of personal revelation. It goes something like:
• I am good at a variety of different things.
• In some cases: very.
• This is not a bad thing.
• If I do well at something using these skills, it is not "cheating".
• I deserve to do well at stuff, especially if I continue to try to bring people with me.
• I need to stop hobbling and muzzling myself.
• It's not too late to work to realise my potential, and I'm not too old.
• I really am not too old.
• Life is beautiful and terrifying, and I can be part of that beauty and terror.
• Cool.
That's it, basically.
