At 51, I finally got a tattoo: Memento Mori. Remember you'll die. It sounds dark until you understand the freedom in it. For men done waiting.
The difference between honesty and cynicism? One cuts clean so healing can happen. The other just breaks things. Once you see it, you can't unsee it.
For 51 years I tried to make myself operate like someone else. But it turns out, following my energy wasn't the problem - fighting it was.