
I was conditioned from a young age to defer to authority. “Don’t talk back” and “Because I said so” were common phrases uttered by parents in my house. You did what you were told or suffered consequences.
In high school, I was once again taught to listen to my authority figures without question. “No, deadlines are not negotiable”. “Yes you have to learn X despite it having no practical application to your life.” Continue reading “How Pursuing FIRE Has Changed How I Act At Work”
This Thursday is Thanksgiving: a holiday filled with too much food, too much alcohol and if you’re lucky, not a lot of drama. I unfortunately am not one of the lucky ones. Growing up, Thanksgiving (and all holidays where family was involved) instilled a sense of dread in me. We would have hoards of people descend on our house not just on the day, but often for the entire week.
I feel like people are always calling me a weirdo for some aspect of my life. I’ve started to wear the label with pride. One part of my life that seems to be met with the most shock and horror lately is that I walk my groceries home. This might be surprising to friends because we live halfway up a 400 foot hill. There is a grocery store at the bottom of our hill and at the top. Either way, you’re climbing a hill in one direction, often with pounds and pounds of groceries on your back. When someone asks where my car is and I tell them 



