October 23, 2017.Reading time 3 minutes.
I went out of town for a few days. Not a vacation. More like looking after recently widowed Mother-In-Law. I love her dearly, but she came back with me for a week, and I’m already nervous. My dissociation has heightened to an unmeasurable degree. I don’t play nicely with others, and I don’t want to […]
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October 28, 2009.Reading time 2 minutes.
I can probably thing of one second of my life where I felt free, not tied down by the rules and laws of whatever vice I am about to give to. I look at the girls in my dining hall at school and none “look” like they cut, burn, or have an eating disorder. I’m […]
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June 8, 2009.Reading time 4 minutes.
I’m sitting here dissociating like hell. I feel them right behind my eyes. Heaven help me. I hope this post makes sense. When I was importing my photos to my computer, I saw some my husband, D. had taken of me before and after I went into residential treatment. I almost gagged. There is a […]
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