I’ve spent most of my 30 something years trying to figure out how life is supposed to work.

My brain has always seemed to take the scenic route. I notice patterns, contradictions and questions that other people seem perfectly content to leave alone.

For a while, I thought I had cracked it. The formula seemed obvious: work hard, heal your wounds, make the right choices, become self aware enough and eventually earn your way into some permanent state of happiness and peace.

Then life kept interrupting the plot.

Every time I thought I knew where the story was going, something would happen that made me question who was actually writing it in the first place.

This is a space for examining the ideas we inherit without realizing it. Ideas about work, success, family, mental health, ambition, relationships and what a meaningful life is supposed to look like.

I’m interested in what happens when we stop treating those ideas as facts and start asking whether they ever even made sense for us to begin with.

I don’t have a grand theory for everything.

I’m more interested in dismantling the ones we’ve been handed.

Welcome to The Organic Philosopher.