I'm JP.
This blog is part journal, part therapy, part calling out the nonsense. I'm in my late 50s, navigating health, significant life changes, and the strange space between who I was and who I'm trying to become.
An Imperfect JournalΒ isn't a cry for help. It's a statement of fact. Still here. Still thinking, still working it out.
I don't have a plan for this blog, and that's the point. Some days I'll write about what's on my mind. Some days I'll write to hear myself think; if you find something in it that resonates, even better. I'm using this as an archive for many of my older blog posts. Karta, this is for you. Hopefully, I can leave you with a few more answers to your questions, especially once I am gone. Be brave, darling boy.
This is a quiet space. No hustle. No nonsense. Just me.
If you're reading this and want to say hello, leave a comment or message me. I'm always happy to hear from people figuring things out, too.
If you enjoy the shorter thoughts between posts, you'll find them on my Daft Social page.