The reason my line of thought re CRISPR appears to be optimistic, is because I’ve had every reason to be. I’d like to share the story of why I believe in it.
In my first year of PFS, someone told me that CRISPR would be what fixed us. I was suicidal, and as much as I wanted to believe it, I couldn’t. My heart sank every time I read an article or a paper published on why CRISPR wouldn’t work. But this person, despite being in a much worse state than me, seemed to be unfazed. He told me it would work out, every time we discussed a problem re CRISPR. I didn’t believe him. Then over the next year, a pattern emerged. Every couple of weeks, an article or scientific paper would come out talking about why CRISPR wouldn’t work out or why it wasn’t viable, and like clockwork, a few months later, a solution to said problem would emerge. Time and time again. And I promise you, if you take the time to follow the history, you’ll see the pattern yourself. If you keep up to date over the next year, you’ll probably experience the same pattern again.
I can’t guarantee you that these are both the same disorders. But as someone who’s experienced both, I’m inclined to say that it is. A few days after the first time I took fin for a few days and came off, I had sex with my girlfriend. It was the first time I finally understood why people were so crazy about sex. It was the first time I came without having to finish myself off. I was 18 at the time, and every other time I’d had sex before that, I could never finish, regardless of how long it went on for or who it was with. I felt much more driven to do things and could focus on tasks again easily. I don’t think that was a coincidence.
