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“The Hostage” was originally posted 1-1-2013 A poem regarding a night of anxiety in my head with Dissociative Identity Disorder. ________________________________________________________________________ The Hostage Slowly the evening falls upon me. The possibility of peace is shattered into a fairy tale as the night struggles and collapses into the blackest hole. With her naked eye, the moon stalks me into hiding. […]
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It’s been two weeks since I’ve written. In that time I’ve lost a dear father-in-law to death, moved from a nice home to a cramped, crappy apartment, had an exhausting moving sale where all I did was fight with Birth Mother, and have barely escaped foreclosure on my home. I’ve had enough. In the meantime […]
Read MoreMy dog Maybelline is stressing me. She wants to go on a walk, and I just don’t have it in me to get off this couch, which makes me feel like a terrible pet partner. Taken from today’s journal: Been a busy day. Service, errands, back pain. The works. I wish I could take a […]
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I don’t feel well. I have been dissociative, spacey, and dizzy all evening. There’s a sense of urgency to write, and I can’t escape it. I must, I must, I must eject what’s in this crazy, demanding head. I was anxious this morning, but I knew I would be taking my dog Maybelline for a […]
Read MoreThis weekend was an exercise in futility. Still reeling from the session with Therapist written about here, I unsuccessfully navigated a weekend that was filled with meaning and importance for me, and I failed. I keep going over it in my mind, twisting it, turning it, unknotting it, what was said by Therapist and I’m […]
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