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This 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 […]
Read MoreI wrote the piece below in April of 1995. I am posting it today because it still defines my existence. The writing is about how it is so hard to be hopeful because there is always something to strip me of that comfort. I concede today I choose to live my days clouded with negativity, […]
Read MoreShe has returned . . . a former, archaic version of myself that I had ignorantly believed I would never need again. Her revival has not been so subtle, and she has reprised her role as the destructor of my life, the tamer of hope, and the inventor of all necessity to be alone. She […]
Read More********Trigger Warning for talk of sex and abuse********* The world feels like a dream. There are things I wonder if I dreamed about, or if I actually did them. Such as feeding the dogs this morning. I thought I fed them, it felt like I felt them, but I couldn’t remember at all if they […]
Read MoreI don’t know if I can do this. I’m not much better but a little. The meds my psycho-iatrist gave me have helped a little, but I still have a hard time “soothing” my brain. It always feels disruptive and a bit like ADD. It’s a mad world. In any case, I was reading the […]
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