Fading into the woodwork

Find me please. I’m dissipating into oblivion. I need to be found. I’m not dissociating. I’m just missing. My words are not my own and are borrowed from someone deep inside. I’m too scared to leave the bed; even more afraid to leave the house. Each day is a replica of days prior. Urgent business […]

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8th world wonder

I’m the 8th world wonder. No one can figure me out. I defy explanation. I’m either immersed in anorexia or burning my arm off. I’ve gained weight. I can see it, I can feel it, I can sense it, and I detest myself for it. Burning is a way of cleansing myself from my badness. […]

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Too much to ask for

I learned today that I can’t cry tears. I must not have been born with tear ducts. I know how silly that sounds but I also know I haven’t cried in months and I’m about due. I’m not ashamed to bawl my eyes out in front of others. I’m also not depressed to the point […]

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Man Vs. Food

I like the title. It’s really a t.v. show on the Travel Channel about a man that tours the United States finding “out of the way” eateries. I like the title because it’s about us. It should be entitled “Missing In Sight vs. Food” because that’s the direction we are heading these days. Safe foods […]

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