I'm a trained risk professional thanks to my engineering career and working in major hazard facilities. Y'all are messing up when it comes to judging risk.
Thank you for this. It’s probably my favourite blog post of yours. I’m sure you know why. 😉
Sometimes I feel like I’m in a movie where the shit has already hit the fan and time has slowed down. All I can do is watch things unfold in slow motion, knowing what’s coming but unable to stop it.
It’s getting harder not to scare people. Harder not to raise my voice or want to shake people awake. Even my friends can hear the edge in my voice and try to soften it: “Surely it’s not that bad.”
So I step back. I give them a bit of hope so they can keep their vision of a future — children, stability, a good life. (That is, if they can find an emotionally mature man and housing they can actually afford.)
I remind myself often that it’s not my responsibility to wake up the world. But then the question keeps coming back: if not me, who? If not now, when?
So thank you for this. It made me feel heard — and a little less alone.
Here with you in solidarity, Sharka. I keep thinking of the movie 'Don't look up!' - humanity has a particular knack for receiving bad news and managing to somehow brush it off, rationalise or ignore it. And I get that it's a self-protective mechanism that's done well for us in the past. It's a hard balance to strike. Thanks so much for taking the time to comment, you rock x
I’m by no means a dab hand at risk, nor qualified to assess planetary risk, so it looks like I'll need to listen to the professionals and bump climate change to the top of my existential risks list. Now off to investigate my investments further...
Thank you for this. It’s probably my favourite blog post of yours. I’m sure you know why. 😉
Sometimes I feel like I’m in a movie where the shit has already hit the fan and time has slowed down. All I can do is watch things unfold in slow motion, knowing what’s coming but unable to stop it.
It’s getting harder not to scare people. Harder not to raise my voice or want to shake people awake. Even my friends can hear the edge in my voice and try to soften it: “Surely it’s not that bad.”
So I step back. I give them a bit of hope so they can keep their vision of a future — children, stability, a good life. (That is, if they can find an emotionally mature man and housing they can actually afford.)
I remind myself often that it’s not my responsibility to wake up the world. But then the question keeps coming back: if not me, who? If not now, when?
So thank you for this. It made me feel heard — and a little less alone.
Here with you in solidarity, Sharka. I keep thinking of the movie 'Don't look up!' - humanity has a particular knack for receiving bad news and managing to somehow brush it off, rationalise or ignore it. And I get that it's a self-protective mechanism that's done well for us in the past. It's a hard balance to strike. Thanks so much for taking the time to comment, you rock x
I’m by no means a dab hand at risk, nor qualified to assess planetary risk, so it looks like I'll need to listen to the professionals and bump climate change to the top of my existential risks list. Now off to investigate my investments further...
Bless your cotton socks Nyssa, you're my hero! x