I decided to start a TickTock Blog called Punishment or Privilege (don’t go looking, I haven’t yet started).

This two words have been on my mind for a while.

For someone who’s been through the diagnosis, therapy and recovery from a deadly disease, I should know the difference.

When I was so sick I could not lift my head from the pillow, it would have been a great privilege to be able to walk outside, go for a stroll along the river, meet friends for a bite to eat, work out, ride on the tube (yeah, you read that right).

So why is it that once I have recovered and the memory of those days is fading fast, I find doing most things a punishment?

A deadly disease can be all consuming (no pun intended), but riling against it becomes a fixation, the overriding “purpose”.

So, I would like to add another word to the mix: PURPOSE! The elusive stranger in my life.

Once the marriage is over, the kid(s) has left home, purpose also leaves the room, to complete emptiness.

Because an egocentric life is not fulfilling, as a human being I need to create a legacy, I need to work towards something.

Back to the atomic habits, the marginal gains, the 1% improvements… what for? And they generally involve some kind of diet and a new exercise regime.

I need to decide what my purpose is and maybe the punishment will feel more like a privilege.

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