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Lessons Learned from Unrequited Love

Writing is my therapy, probably a bigger therapy than driving, reading, or playing my small piano keyboard. The past 13-14 months have been one of the most painful periods of my life, especially the last 6 months or so. While trying to deal with my pain, I have been reading about unrequited love a lot. It is one of the most painful experiences in life, because it is one of giving, but not of receiving. Through this pain, I have learned a lot. The last year has matured me in ways I didn’t imagine, and today I feel I am a better and stronger person because of it.

Unrequited love can be for a friend or a coworker. With a friend it is especially hurtful because someone who knows you really well rejected you. That can create havoc with your self-esteem and feel humiliating. It is especially painful if it is a friend, who might also a coworker, who might be one of two-three people in your existence to whom you have bared your mind and soul. You feel that the person you opened up to the most, the one who knows you the most, is the one who rejected you. Who doesn’t deem you worthy as a partner. Being rejected by strangers doesn’t hurt. But being rejected by your closest ones can burn through your soul. It hits your confidence, self-esteem, and you get this terrible feeling that you are unlovable.

Unrequited love can be addictive. Since it is usually for a friend, and a close friend, it can afflict those who love the idea of Love. Those who passionately believe that Love can conquer all. Those who are givers. Those who do not quit or give up. You might give and give hoping it will change their mind. You might intellectually accept the rejection, but emotionally you keep giving because you love the idea of loving them. Unrequited love, being a one-sided feeling, drains you till you are empty. Till you have nothing to give, till you have exhausted your last ounce.

But giving without receiving is unhealthy. Especially if there are expectations. And for most humans, there are expectations to giving. Any relationship should be based on equanimity, equal giving and receiving. Sure, it may not be exactly equal because some people are bigger givers, but every relationship should be based on reciprocity. Lack of reciprocation, even in friendship, are signs of disinterest, disrespect, or even taking someone for grated. Neither of it is healthy for the giving person.

Unrequited love has also filled me with a lot of guilt. I am the type who normally takes the blame. I feel guilty about putting her in this situation, having to turn down a friend. I feel guilty I tried so hard to make her feel special, but from her perspective it was probably awkward. I feel guilty if I put her in discomfort. Guilt about what if it felt like harassment. My intentions were pure, but my actions came across strong. Intellectually I might have accepted it, but emotionally I wanted to make her feel like the most special girl on this world. I feel guilty if I messed up a friendship. Then I wonder if we were even friends because any and nearly all interaction was initiated by me. Most communications was initiated by me. We became close and started talking because I fell for her and pursued her. If I hadn’t fallen for her, would she be just a casual acquaintance? I do miss our close friendship, even if it felt one-sided to me. I miss talking to that one person about everything. It is probably the biggest thing I am struggling with right now, not able to share or talk with her as I used to. There are lots of questions and doubts going through my head. Sometimes I regret saying anything. Sometimes I feel I did the right thing by saying something I had wanted to for six years. Maybe we will go apart. Maybe we will come closer than ever before. But the regret I had for six years about not telling her, I won’t have that regret any more. Today it is 426 days since I told her, or 86 months since I wanted to tell her, and hopefully future shows that being honest and open was worth it.

If the one you love is a friend or a coworker, you might see new people coming into their lives. It will kill you inside. Thinking you aren’t good enough for them, but a stranger is. You will start obsessing what they are doing, picturing them together. You might lose your mind. But know this, time will heal. Spend time with your close ones, with your loved ones, those who want to be with you. One thing I always looked forward to in this pain was time. From the one previous life experience, I knew time will heal. I didn’t know how long, but time always heals. It can leave scars behind, but it will make you feel better. You will stop thinking about it, you will stop obsessing over it, you will get over it, and you will feel yourself again. So no matter how bad the situation feels, take your time to grieve, take your time to process your emotions, but know that with each tick of the clock, things are closer to getting better.

While I was focused on who did not want me or love me the way I wanted, I missed all those who did. People say nice guys finish last. I wholeheartedly disagree. Over the past year I have experienced the countless people who have listened to me and supported me while I went through this painful experience. No matter the depth of my grief, they were there by my side. The sheer amount of love and support was overwhelming and I cannot thank them enough. They are too numerous to list, but I thank all of them and reinforced my belief of being good to people. Someday, they will be there for you too.

Looking back, I appreciate those who were there for me and loved me, starting with my parents and family. I do regret not always appreciating those who were there for me in the past, or who showed interest in me. While I pursued those who rejected me, I was blind to or ignored those who did like me. That is something I do regret and will have to figure out why I chased failure over those who wanted me. There were some with whom there was nothing wrong with, yet I ran away from them. While I try to understand that psychologically, my future goal would be to appreciate and be with those who want me in their lives, not whom I want. And as I have opened myself more recently, I have come to see how many people love me, like me, and want me. As I have allowed my heart to be open, the few dozen interests I have received in just a few days has helped me realize that I am not unlovable. This has reminded me of those who made an effort for me in the past, who made me feel special, who made me feel wanted, yet I ran away from them to chase the unavailable. I cannot change the past, but want to give appreciation to those who saw something in me and gave their time, attention, and feelings towards me. Over the last few days I have reached out to people from the past to show my appreciation to them. In future, they are what I want – not who is perfect for me, because no one is perfect, but who is willing to make an effort for me. And whom I am willing to make an effort for.

I learned that the ideal partner or friend isn’t someone we click with, but someone with whom we can grow with, and who is willing to compromise for us, sacrifice for us, and be willing to get of their comfort zone for us. This should obviously go both ways. The person we are today, our likes and dislikes today might not be the same tomorrow. If someone is willing to go out of their comfort zone or compromise to be with us, then in future as we face the troubles and challenges of life, I am more confident that they will be with us. And not say, I didn’t sign up for this and leave us. One thing I am proud of about her is that it made me go out of my comfort zone. Whatever expectations I might have had or not, I did more for her than anyone I ever have. And it is a compliment to both of us, that I think she deserved it, and that I could do all of that.

The positives I learned in the last year is that my communication skills became vastly better. It was one of my greatest weaknesses, not being able to communicate what I want or how I feel. I regret not opening up to her many years back. But last year I did. I opened myself up completely – my emotions, feelings, fears, insecurities, happiness, and joy. I didn’t hold anything back. I have been in love twice. After my first break up, I gave up on feelings and emotions. I shut myself off. I didn’t like showing of emotions, and thought it is a sign of weakness. Yet with her, the human me came back. I could feel emotions again, I could show my feelings again. I never, ever got angry at her. No matter the situation, whether I was upset or not, I learned how to communicate respectfully and patiently. Knowing someone for nearly 8 years, spending countless hours with each other, can and will create differences. I have been upset numerous times, I have been irritated numerous times, but never, ever raised my voice with her. She might be clueless about social situations, people’s feelings, expectations, or actions, but never have I experienced her having ill will towards anyone. She seems to be so innocent, sometimes childlike. Her laughter, interests, hobbies…very simple, very innocent.

Love should be about giving, not receiving. You have to accept them as they are, not as they might be. Anyone who knew us both told me that we wouldn’t have worked out. I am not sure what they saw that I missed. Or maybe I was wearing rose-colored glasses. They saw that I wasn’t always treated nicely or with respect, and that our personalities were too different. Maybe it was deliberate, maybe subconscious, or maybe it was her discomfort reactions to my feelings. I realized that chemistry is a two-way street. You can be funny, charming, or playful, but without reciprocation or appreciation there is no chemistry. I have seen grumpy or lifeless reactions from people when talking to one person, who suddenly turn chirpy and start giggling when someone barely starts talking to them. It can feel confusing to first person, but chemistry, friendship, relationship…any interpersonal human interactions succeeds only when efforts and interests are from both sides.

You have to take care of yourself. Grieve as long as you must. But do not isolate yourself. If you need to break off friendship to get over them or the pain, do it. Not to punish them, but to heal yourself. If you need a break or distance, do it. If you need to stop seeing them, do it. Do what helps you in healing. But do not punish them. Do not be bitter. Do not ask why not me. Today I am asking myself the opposite question – why did I run away from those amazing girls who showed interest in me, or made an effort for me. I cannot answer that question. So I understand the other side’s perspective too. Feelings can be irrational. So do not blame them or be angry at them. No one is entitled to be liked. No one is entitled that their feelings, friendship, or efforts would be reciprocated. But appreciate those who did make an effort for you, who were there for you.

No matter how much pain I was in, surrounded by loved ones and their support has helped me in healing. Today I am nearly back to myself. I have learned the valuable gift of communication. I was patience before, but I have learned new skills of patience, of mentoring someone in their career and social interactions. I have learned giving in ways I didn’t know I could. Doing something small for them every single day. I learned unconditional love. I remembered what sacrifice and compromise is. Putting their likes, dislikes, schedules, and interests over mine. I learned I can have deep feelings again. I learned I can completely open my soul to someone. I learned to manage expectations. I learned the importance of reciprocity. I learned just because you want someone to be close doesn’t mean they will want the same. Accept them for who they are. Accept the type of relationship or distance they want. Do not chase who won’t give you what you want, and in the process get blinded to those who would. Find friends and relations who will give you their best, not ones for whom you are an option when they are bored or lonely.

I have to give thanks to her for bringing out these positive traits in me, for making me a better person. For teaching these lessons I have learned. Today my focus is back to myself. I gave my all to her and my job and emptied myself out for both. But today I am focusing on my passions like writing, music, reading, outdoor activities, and sports. Even if I am an introvert, there is a joker inside me who likes to spread joy and cheer to those around him. I felt that side of me was shut down for several months. But now I am once again feeling myself, to make others smile and laugh, to spread joy, and ensure others are having a good time. Today I won’t shut off myself from people or feelings or giving. I will still give, without expectations. And if I feel disrespected or mistreated, I now know when to walk away. So if you are in this situation, just know that time will heal. Surround yourself with loved ones.

Do not focus on those who cannot love you the way you want, and you will start seeing those who actually will love you the way you want. Do not put your value on the chase or receiving validation, but open your eyes to those who do appreciate you, the little things you do, and who reciprocate your efforts. Most importantly, do not blame the person of your unrequited love. You fell for them for a reason. Focus on that. Wish them joy and happiness. If they were a close friend, try not to lose them. And if they had no feelings for you or never even noticed you or what you do, even as a friend, then you dodged a bullet. If they as a friend don’t notice you or appreciate you today, they wouldn’t have if you were together. But if they truly cared for you, they are hurting too, at your pain, and at their unintentional part in it. Be the mature person and show your support to them.

Don’t put them on a pedestal. They are human too, just as imperfect as you are. Support them, be their friend if you can without feeling pain. Be happy for their happiness. But never, ever neglect yourself or forget about yourself. Never put your happiness in someone else’s hands. In your chase of the unavailable, barely-available, or lukewarm available, do not lose sight of the ones who are trying their best for you. Someone might like you today because it is convenient, because you have similar hobbies, you live in close proximity or go to school together. Once one of those parameters change, they will walk out of your life. Find the ones who will be there when everything changes, because their love is for the person you are, not your hobbies or proximity or usefulness in taking away their boredom. To all who have suffered through unrequited love or heartbreaks, I wish you the best. Take care of yourself, and surround yourself with those who truly love and care for you. Do not neglect them or ignore them. Most importantly, love yourself and if you are like me, learn to forgive yourself.

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Ski trip – a story of perseverance

I had one of the best weekends of my life, where I went on a ski trip with my friend Anna, her parents Deb and Jay, her friends Britt, Abhishek, Jen, Dan, Rachel, and Robb, and my coworkers Sondra and Palemon. We left Friday night and got reached the town of Indian Lake in the Adirondacks pretty late. The drive was exquisitely beautiful – pitch darkness and pristine snow. The clear skies made the stars look magical. And the cabin…boy, the cabin was amazing. It is newly built with all modern amenities, but looks gorgeous and really old school.

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During the drive found out that Anna’s dad is a huge Lord of the Rings fan, just like myself, and Anna actually named her son Rohan because of the region in LOTR. Something new I learned about her about knowing her over 2 years! Her parents are two of the sweetest people I have met. Her mom is the extroverted life of the party, while her dad reminded me of myself. He was quiet, but around people, and doing little things to make everyone’s life easier. He was doing all the cleanings, helping around the house, walking up to us in the outdoors with extra snow shoes in case we need them. He would warm up mugs before we could pour in coffee. Just countless tiny little gestures to make our lives easier and happier. He is a giving person, and I saw so much of myself in him that I became a huge fan! And he is a sports fanatic like myself.

We reached hungry on Friday night, so I made some scrambled eggs for folks. Saturday was supposed to be ski day, but everyone decided to ski on Sunday when it was snowing. I solved this puzzle that I hadn’t played since childhood!

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We went snowshoeing in the woods behind their property to hunt an abandoned old car. Walking on top of 5-7 feet of snow was amazing. Sometimes our feet would drop nearly two feet into the snow, for those of us without snow shoes. I hiked with and without them. Some photos from the hike.

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And we also found the buried car!

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Rest of the afternoon was spent walking over a frozen lake near their cabin.

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We went to the town to get milkshakes, and dinner was a beautiful family affair. The dining table was made from wood from the 19th century. Rest of the evening was spent watching tv, playing games, playing pool, chatting in small groups. Anna’s friends are awesome people, and I had one-on-one conversations with nearly all of them. During pool gave me a chance to learn more about the pharma industry from Anna’s friends, as well as getting to know her mom. It also allowed me to bond closer with my coworkers Sondra and Pale.

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On Sunday we drove to Gore Mountain for our hike. The drive was…you can guess…magical!

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Anna, Dan, Jen, and Sondra went on actual skiing while me and Palemon took lessons as we were beginners. It was a 1.5 hour lesson without using any ski poles. Just trying to get our balance right and how to stop and turn. After 1.5 hours I didn’t think I had learned something. We were supposed to drive back to New Jersey then, but Palemon decided to cancel his soccer game so we could ski more. That was how much fun we were having in this trip that a soccer fanatic decided to miss his game!

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After lunch I went back on the practice slope, but a far longer one. I had to hold a J-bar to go up. First two times I fell off within a few feet. Third time I went up maybe 20 feet. Fourth time maybe 300 feet before I fell off. How, I don’t know! Fifth time I reached the top, but fell twice while coming back down. Sixth time I only fell once! Seventh time fell off the J-bar again near the top. Eighth time lost my balance, but didn’t land on my butt! This is how it look, the J-bar on the right, and had to ski till the first cabin on the left.

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On the 9th try…I made it to the top without falling, and came back down without falling or losing balance! Success!

By the time I went up for the 10th time, all barriers till the very end were removed because the workers were shutting down for the day.

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And this was my final run…the 10th run. From top…all the way down to the far cabin straight ahead. I turned, I braked, managed my speed, and skied all the way down!

You fail, fail, fail, fail, fail, fail, fail, fail, succeed, and then win it! If there is one trait I am proud of myself, its my perseverance. Growing up, I didn’t really go out of my comfort zone. My parents said no to doing anything, going anywhere. In the last few years, I decided to experience what life has to offer. Try things I didn’t like. Go to places I wasn’t interested in. I have done hiking, rafting, and now skiing. Older me might have stayed in the cabin. 3 yrs back I did stay in the cabin. Yesterday I went out. I made a fool of myself. I fell repeatedly. I have soreness all over. I fell and fell and fell. But I got back up. I didn’t care if I was the only person, child or adult, who kept falling off the J-bar. I kept going back up.

Aragorn said, “there is always hope”. So I never lose hope. A tennis player had a quote tattooed – “Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.” It was great to meet new people, going on a trip I barely knew anyone. Great to try a new thing. Great to persist at it. I went with no expectations and I come back with pure happiness, and soreness. So thankful to Anna, her parents, friends, and my coworkers for making this trip worth it. And to make it even better, Anna allowed me to drive her car back to New Jersey. A house of 12 adults, one baby, two dogs, and a cat…it felt like family.

Here’s my goodbye from this winter wonderland trip.

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Put the Sci in your Fi—Enhance your Image Enhancement

Rachel M Brick

Hello everyone! Welcome to the first Put the Sci in your Fi post of 2019! This is a particularly special entry because it’s the first guest article for this blog topic! So, without further ado, I’m super stoked to introduce illustrator and graphic designer Alex Ferri Land (check out her website for some adorable art). With a decade of experience in the gaming industry, her post will highlight common misconceptions about image analysis as well as discuss the limitations of technology and what alternative options exist.

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The usual offense:

Our Detective / Cop / Space Captain has their game changing surveillance footage / photo / screen Display up. Somewhere in that image is some crucial bit of information. But it’s so small! If only they could see that tiny piece of the picture more clearly…

They zoom into the spot and see a blurry close-up of…

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The end of 2018: A year in review

Rachel M Brick

Wow, I can’t believe this is the third “Year in Review” post I’m writing on my blog! To continue this little tradition, which was inspired by my friend’s blog post, I wanted to take a little time and space to reflect on 2018 and emphasize to myself how much (or little) I accomplished this year. I started doing this to force myself not to obsess over things I didn’t do, but to think of the milestones I’ve hit and my achievements this year.

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Of everything in 2018, I’d like to highlight the following:

  • Launching my new thread of blog posts, “Put the Sci in your Fi“, and posting seven entries in that series over the past year. Seven might not seem like a large number, but for the amount of time required to research each topic and fact check everything, I’m happy with what I’ve put out so far…

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Put the Sci in your Fi — Kill the Character, Cure the Disease…Or Don’t

Why I love this author’s writing and mind – she questions, learns about the topic, and explains in a scientifically accurate manner. Her stories and blogs bear a greater semblance to scientific reality. And that in my opinion enhances the story. And these blog posts help everyone who wants to write sci-fi. Sherlock Holmes told John Watson – you see, but do not observe. This author is the antithesis of that statement, and everyone must follow her writing adventures!

Rachel M Brick

Hello everyone, and welcome to another installment of Put the Sci in your Fi! I’m sure any sci-fi enthusiast has come across this trope, whether it’s in video games or books or TV show/movies, and that is: If you have a disease, plus an immune (usually human) character, that person will be sacrificed by the end to provide a cure and save the rest of humanity from the dastardly plague.

As a writer and reader, of course I understand why this approach is often taken. It’s dramatic, it creates tension and an ethical dilemma, and if a beloved character is sacrificed for “the greater good,” it pulls the reader’s heartstrings. But the scientist in me always whines that this isn’t scientifically sound, that it’s a huge waste of a valuable and limited resource, that there are other, more creative (and perhaps less obvious) ways where you can save the character and

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Put the Sci in your Fi — Getting Personal: The Realities of Life in STEM

Hows life for a typical scientist in the STEM field, especially in the life sciences? Read the experiences of a real scientist who did her PhD in the stem (pun intended) cell field.

Rachel M Brick

Hello everyone, welcome to another entry of “Put the Sci in your Fi”!

For this month’s post, instead of talking about superpowered animals or lab equipment, I thought I’d talk about the people who do the work with that equipment—the scientists. Recently, I came across this question on Quora: “What are the harsh realities about getting a PhD?”

water help This might be a little on the nose. It’s also an actual picture from my actual lab, so…

And the more I thought about it, the more I felt it might make a good “Put the Sci in your Fi” post. Not because it offers information on lesser known scientific research or gives an inside view to how a lab is typically set up, but because perhaps it can help an author create a more authentic fictional character dealing with the every day grind in the STEM field (that’s science, technology…

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Put the Sci in your Fi – Real Life Superpowers—The Naked Mole Rat

Check out the amazing ‘superpowers’ of the naked mole role. Was a very informative read for me!

Rachel M Brick

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Hi everyone, welcome to another “Put the Sci in your Fi” post! Today, we’ll be continuing the discussion of real life superpowers with the naked mole rat.

If you’re new to this line of posts, the previous topic discussed the tardigrade and what superpowers it had that could be useful to the sci-fi world. But, what on earth is so great about the naked mole rat? It looks like a sausage with giant buck teeth, after all. It lives strictly underground in East Africa, and can’t even go outside without being baked to death in the desert sun. Where does its superpower come in?

Well, a little digging reveals that the naked mole rat might just be the tardigrades of the rodent world—they boast a cornucopia of survival mechanisms, including pain resistance, aging resistance, hypoxia resistance, and cancer resistance. 

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Moving Past Tribalism

When I was growing up in India in the 1990s, Pakistan was the enemy and Pakistanis were evil people. It was a “fact” that wasn’t readily questioned. Once I immigrated to New York City and befriend countless Pakistanis in high school, those “facts” were starting to create cognitive dissonance within me. Some Pakistanis were good people and some were not, but more importantly they were no different than the Indians I encountered in New York. As a socially progressive individual, I read liberal-leaning newspapers from India and Pakistan whose opinion sections tend to be more self-critical of their respective countries. Yet when it came to the hard news of who started cross-border firing, in these progressive media outlets it was reported that the other country always fired first. Statistically, it seemed improbable to me that one side was always the innocent victim and the other side was always the heartless aggressor.

I spent years pondering over these logical fallacies and trying to understand these contradictions that people readily assumed to be true. Evolutionarily, being part of a tribe ensured our survival. If a member’s betrayal can put the entire tribe at risk, such actions carried a heavy penalty. And while modern society has advanced at an exponential pace and borders are becoming fluid, the slow pace of evolution has ensured that our tribal mentality is always at conflict with a globalized world.

We tend to portray the best examples of our side and the worst examples of the other side to make universal judgments of each other. We pick on outrageous comments or actions of individuals on the “other” side and paint them as a monolith. Yet when someone does the same on “our” side, we say these individuals don’t represent us all. We make excuses and rationalize actions of our side, which we would never tolerate of the other side. We turn policy differences into a zero-sum game where any win for them means a loss of us, and vice-versa. Compromise from our side is a dirty word because we think we have already compromised much, while the other side refuses to meet us in the middle.

I have read numerous arguments in the India-Pakistan rivalry or Hindu-Muslim tensions where we seem to always bring up the past and air old grievances to create diversions from current issues. Sins of our ancestors should be not over descendants’ heads forever. In human history, no group has been innocent of wrongdoings. In the current American political environment, an example of such tribalism would be the way attitudes of Democrats has evolved towards former FBI director James Comey, and the way President Trump and his Republican base, the so-called supporters of law enforcement, and are turning on the premier law enforcement agency in the United States.

We can begin to move past our tribal differences by having more people-to-people contacts. Majority of our prejudices and us-vs-them thinking stems from ignorance and lack of personal relationships with the other side. What makes the internet so polarized is that we can unload our vitriol on the unseen and unknown other. In contrast, we tend to be more civil with people we already have a relationship with despite any political or religious differences. Arts, culture, and travel expose us to different mindsets that might challenge what we already “know” about a certain nation or culture.

We might be proud of our customs and beliefs and wonder how others have such strange and immoral traditions. Yet immersing ourselves with people of a different culture might make us realize that they are just as proud of their beliefs and customs as we are, and who might consider our traditions to be wrong. Such exposure might let us see that fundamentally we aren’t much different from each other. It might allow us to see that our political, religious, or cultural differences are subjective and not objective Truths. If we can get past the cognitive dissonance, we might start seeing each other as individuals with our unique stories. We might not reflexively defend an individual or an issue because they are on “our” side, but isolate the issue and decide it on its individual merits and our own innate beliefs. In the 21st century, if we can strive for an interconnected world, I am hopeful we can come together and move away from group mentality. On a personal note of moving past tribalism. – something I would not have imagined 20 years back – my closest friend is a Pakistani woman.

Put the Sci in your Fi – #4 – Real Life Superpowers—Tardigrades: Just Add Water

Read this amazing post about the superpowers of tardigrades, or water bears!

Rachel M Brick

Science fiction and superhero stories are filled with people who have extraordinary abilities. People who can heal, who can walk through walls, survive vacuums, see perfectly in the dark. It’s quite a glamorous affair, especially when the characters jump off the page and onto the silver screen.

There are real animals on Earth, though, that do possess superpower-like qualities, many of which are specialized traits that have evolved as survival mechanisms. This post will delve into just one such creature: the tardigrade.

Tardigrade-Clear Hello! My name is Tardigrade! (Image courtesy of Alex Ferri Land)

The tardigrade is a microscopic aquatic invertebrate with four pairs of stubby legs. First discovered in 1773 by German zoologist Goeze, over 900 species have since been discovered around the world, and it seems only recently have researchers begun to decipher the molecular mechanisms that allow for this “extremophile” to survive the harshest of environments.

Now…

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