Scottie continued to have issues into the night, necessitating getting up at 1 am to see if he needed a bio-break. It was frustrating and sad all at the same time. My sleep-deprived default seems hard wired to irritation but I continue to work on it, and I realigned quickly with compassion and a sense of empathy. Who knows, someday I may be in his position. I read something earlier today that said "never write a lie" and that has stuck. It's an aspiration to be genuine and authentic in this journal, which can be a challenge at times when the possible judgement of others causes concern. It's hard sometimes to imagine I may have to defend or explain myself or have assumptions made of my character by others who likely curate their content more aggressively than I might. Authenticity requires transparency at the cost of humility.
