Days like this I don’t know what to do with myself

I don’t know what to say. I hate feeling like this. I feel uninspired and rather ineffectual right now. The sad music plays and soothes my brain. I’m sorry, dear reader. I would rather post a positive blog, but I’m not so positive right now. I’m at Panera, as usual, but this time I’m writing […]

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Deserve self-worth?

Self-worth is in short supply these days. Actually, all my life there’s been no supply of self worth or self-esteem. At the Emotions Anonymous meeting on Wednesday the topic was how we treat our bodies. When it was my turn to speak I had no shortage of words; forever I’ve been abusing my body, following […]

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Time after time

I remember it like it was yesterday. I was 18 years old, institutionalized on the mental health floor, and trying to justify my suicide attempt in group therapy. Another woman, about twenty years older than I,  scolded me out in group therapy because I wanted to kill myself.  She told me how lucky I should […]

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The dirty word called “trust”

It’s taken a few days to write this post. I’ve been molling it over in my head. A week ago I attend a support group that I usually go to, Emotions Anonymous. The format consists of go around the room, saying our name, and giving a feeling word. Then a topic is introduced and we […]

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Letter from beyond the grave

Thought I would “write” a letter to the uncle, one of my perps. I’ve no intention of sending it. I just wanted to organise my thoughts. Forgive the foul language. One of my members who is helping loves to curse, and I think it’s fucking appropriate in this case. ________________________________________________Asshole, I thought I had already […]

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