J.D. Moyer

sci-fi author, beatmaker

More Kind but Less Nice

I don’t think I’m a “nice guy.” At least in my adulthood, I’ve gone after what I wanted, looked out for my own needs, and set clear boundaries. But I am naturally friendly and agreeable, and I enjoy working with others cooperatively toward a greater goal. So I’m probably perceived as “nice” by others.

I also try to choose kindness and avoid cruelty, as much as possible, at least in terms of my direct interactions with other human beings (in terms of eating animal products, and not researching the entire supply/labor chain of every product I purchase, there’s room for improvement). Being generally kind probably adds to the impression that I’m a “nice” person.

Right now, in terms of my personal development, I’m actively trying to become more kind, but less nice. The reason for this is simple: to protect my writing time and mental health (see my previous post) while staying true to my core values.

In practice, this means becoming less agreeable, speaking my mind more often, being willing to rock the boat, and defending my time and boundaries even more vigorously.

But it also means trying to become more empathic, freely giving my attention and energy to those who need and deserve it, and exercising compassion whenever I see an opportunity to do so.

It’s a little tricky to do both at once, but nice does not equal kind.

Some insights:

  • People don’t know what my needs and boundaries are unless I explicitly state them. But when I communicate those needs and boundaries clearly and consistently, everyone in my life accepts them without question. I need to write at least a couple hours every day, walk at least an hour a day, and so forth. It’s entirely up to me to make those things happen, and to make it clear those activities are non-negotiable. Everyone else will adjust just fine. It helps nobody to put aside my own needs, feel resentful, and then lash out in passive-aggressive ways.
  • There have been times in my life when I could afford to be both kind (a core value) and nice/agreeable (not a core value). But my current situation, with increased work demands, isn’t one of them. Being nice and agreeable at this point in my life would lead to resentment, less time for creative pursuits, and higher levels of stress/anxiety/depression.
  • There have also been times in my life when my social position or circumstance required me to be more nice/agreeable (starting out in a new field, really needing a job, etc.). That isn’t the case now. But that doesn’t mean I should be any less kind. The opposite in fact; with more power and status I can afford to be more kind, and I should be (because it’s a core value, because it makes me feel good, because it’s the right thing to do, because kindness lifts us all up).

I’ve Made a Mistake

I’ve made a mistake, and I’m regretting it.

A few months ago I made a work commitment, saying yes when I should have said “no thank you.” And now I’m regretting it. I’m working more than I want to, I’m attending far too many meetings, and I have less time for my hobbies and other non-work activities I enjoy (including writing this blog).

It helps to actually own the fact that I messed up. The situation isn’t terrible — I’ll fulfill my work commitments and then my schedule will eventually lighten up. But I’m going to be grinding for at least a few more weeks, and probably for a few more months.

It’s been awhile since I’ve felt that my consulting work has been in the “sweet spot”. I wonder if the solution is moving away from freelance work toward a completely passive income model. We could move somewhere like Costa Rica and live off of rents, dividends, and royalties effective immediately.

But we tried living in Costa Rica. I didn’t like it. There were too many mosquitos, everyone walked around carrying a machete, and the internet cable disappeared into the jungle.

How I’m Protecting my Writing Time (and Sanity)

In 2020 my freelance consulting work crashed. Though none of my clients went out of business, many scaled back their operations and/or new software development dramatically in response to the pandemic. This, combined with a steady downward trend in the type of consulting work I’d been doing for many years, resulted in a very slow work year with far fewer billable hours than I needed to cover my expenses.

Apigenin as a Potential Anti-Aging and Anti-Disease Molecule

I’m currently experimenting with the increasing my apigenin intake from both food sources (parsley, chamomile) and supplements. I’m not sure what the ideal dosage is (probably somewhere between 300mg and a gram), but the potential benefits are intriguing.

This Too Shall Pass

This too shall pass.

Sounds like a Biblical phrase but its origins are Persian, popularized by Sufi poets.

It’s been on my mind a lot recently.

Referring to the pandemic, of course. Which feels like it might go on forever. Maybe Omicron is the last, most contagious, least lethal wave. Or maybe it’s just one more wave in the middle of a dozen or more.

But eventually, and I’m guessing sometime in 2022, the pandemic will be over. There will still be Covid, but it won’t be any more lethal or notable than any other infectious disease. And at that point we’ll have to figure out what “normal” looks like.

I’ve left so many activities behind: playing racquetball at the Y, playing tabletop D&D, hosting parties at our house, going to parties, eating indoors at restaurants, seeing movies in the theater.

I don’t think we’re going back to the movies anytime soon — we bought a huge OLED TV and it looks incredible. The San Francisco Y doesn’t have racquetball courts. My D&D friends have dispersed to different cities. Some of my regular weekly activities may now just be part of my past, like DJing at clubs and hosting huge dance parties.

I’m reflecting, not complaining. The pandemic has been gentle to us. We survived getting Covid, and only a few friends have gotten seriously ill. My family relationships and friendships are still strong. We have a roof over our heads and we’re in good financial shape. Mental health could be better but we’re hanging in there.

But it’s strange to think that there’s no going back to the way things were, even when the pandemic ends.

Not entirely, anyway. I’m sure I’ll still play D&D and racquetball again, sometime and somehow. And we’ll go out to the movies once in awhile.

Slowly, a sense of normality will pervade our collective consciousness (unless the United States plunges into civil war or a fascist dictatorship).

This too shall pass.

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