Just putting this out there as I fund it quite funny. So I had a house cleaner at my place tonight—she got here late (took the bus) and finished at too late of a time for me (past 10 PM). Anyways, I was trying to be sympathetic to her situation (not just because of the show Maid😂) and offered her a ride home as the thought of her spending time on the bus after a long day or spending her hard earned money  on an Uber seemed unjust. I ask where she lives and it’s probably the second worst neighborhood in Chicago where crime has been rampant lately (and an hour and a half round trip). And I’ll be driving there in a luxury SUV after 11 PM at this point (also, Chicago has had an enormous uptick in car jackings since September).

I didn’t give it a second thought though! When I was undiagnosed I would frequently go to the city’s most dangerous areas on my road bike just for a thrill. Definitely impacted my internal risk calculations. Sure, there is a remote chance something bad could happen. But there is a 100% chance that I’d do something that I’d feel good about afterwards. Just a silver lining in this otherwise challenging disorder.