Downgrading the War to a Battle

I’m off my medication. Read with caution. It began this morning. What a struggle! Didn’t know what to do. Do we follow through with our plans with Husband and go to Water Park? Or do we kick back at home with Husband and watch movies, play with our dogs, and listen to music? I stayed […]

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What is a survivor?

They’re foolish games, but let’s call it a tie. I fought the matches, razors, and Klonopin; I won. I fought the alcohol. It won. Tie game. I’m dissociative as hell tonight and can not be responsible for what arbitrary, random commentaries come out of her mouth. She should come with a “Do not disturb” label […]

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Beautiful Goodbye

Disclaimer: It is hard for me to get these words out. They dry and crumble up just when I want to release them into the vastness of this universe. The writing is not mine. It is short and choppy. The words did not approach me with the eloquence they often carry in their heart. However […]

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Isn’t that what we have to do?

I’ll do what I have to do. I had skin cancer removed today.  The doctor scraped and grated the cancer right off my shoulder, then set to cauterizing my skin with fire.  The smell of burning flesh and a trail of smoke encircled me and lit my memory ablaze.   I relish the burn. I am […]

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Miss On-Her-Own

It is very unsettled. Trouble is brewing and I’m caustic with questions. I don’t know who I am. I never did. I just knew what had to be done, what had to be preserved and what had to be let go. I guess I am a casualty of my own purpose. It’s hard to tell […]

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