Enigma Exposed - Oxymoron defined.

Have you ever felt like you needed to get over yourself? You ever look in the mirror and say to yourself: “Self, do you realize that it really isn’t that serious?” You ever feel like you need to expose yourself a little? Laugh at yourself a little? Be laughed at a little?

You ever wake up and want to stop concealing the insane oddball that resides under the controlled mask you wear everyday? You ever just want to divulge the real you and let the chips fall where they may...all in the name of recognizing, owning, and embracing your own ridiculousness…?

Nah, me neither, but I’m doing it anyway.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

The Riddle Wrapped Enigma Turns 30

Happy Birthday to Moi.

No wait.

Happy 30th Birthday to Moi.


I thought turning 30 would be devastating to me. I thought it would signify the loss of something and that the loss would be painful to deal with. Thankfully, I was wrong. In fact, I ushered in my 30th birthday in an extremely (stimulating and) satisfying manner.

For those of you who are not aware, the last few months of my 29th year brought with it a (semi) serious health condition. After suffering several weeks of my body slowly shutting down on me - loss of sight, balance, and movement in my right hand and arm - I was finally diagnosed with Arnold Chiari Malformation and Syringomyelia. Long story short - I had some neurosurgery, I had some rather fantastic pain killers, and I had some physical therapy. (Oh and somewhere in between all of that I cut off my locs, but that is for another blog on another day.)

Needless to say that neurosurgery, even the most routine kind, can add a dose of perspective to one's life. Weeks before I turned 30 (what I had previously thought of as an all encompassing life changing event) I was taking anti-seizure medicine to literally "calm my overactive nerves," relearning how to read, write, speak and walk normally, and overcoming post surgery depression. By comparison, turning 30 seemed like a piece of (birthday) cake, so I can't complain.

What I can do is say that 30 comes at just the right time. I closed the second decade of my life fantastically, finding my true self, my true love and an uncharacteristically optimistic view on life, love and happiness. I usher in this next decade thankful for surviving previous journeys and anxiously anticipating all that I will accomplish while unwrapping the enigmatic little riddle that is me, during this newest chapter of my life...

Happy 30th Birthday to Moi...

P.S. Pics of the new haircut are on their way.


Sidebar: If you have recently been diagnosed with Arnold Chiari Malformation, Syringomyelia, or Hydrocephalus and you want to chat, email me at RiddleWrappedEnigma@gmail.com.


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