“You’re the one drawing all the dirty pictures!” Photo by arcreyes [-ratamahatta-] via Foter.com under CC BY-NC-SA Feeling pretty sick when I think of me and Mom’s relationship. In general, I think I take too much responsibility for the success or workability of relationships. I mean, with Amy, Suzanne, Dad..maybe this is sociopathically simple, but..I feel … Continue reading That scene from What About Bob?
According to Vanderbilt Medical Center—but not to everyone Photo by clement127 via Foter.com under CC BY-NC-ND Dear [cousin] Kristi, [parts omitted] This has been a weird and rough week. Mom and I going through gyrations where she thinks I’m sick and I don’t think I’m as sick as she thinks. I feel pretty on top of things … Continue reading I am ok to walk the streets
A conversation with a friend Photo by chany14 via Foter.com under CC BY-ND Note to readers, including MDs, psychiatrists, self-appointed psychiatrists, worried people, police, etc: This post describes some suicidal feelings. They are in the past. I am not suicidal now—I currently do not have any active or passive suicidal feelings or ideation. I have psychiatrists and … Continue reading Hurting
And my rocks are moving and shaking, baby Photo by http://www.vincent.photo via Foter.com under CC BY-NC-ND I adapted this journal entry from yesterday into an email to my sisters and my dad today: To: My sisters and my dadSubject: Stardate 21 June 2016 Within the context of my life, I’m where it’s at. When I experience Suzanne’s … Continue reading Life is not set in stone
— “Let It Go,” Frozen Photo by Lux-et-la-Liberte via Foter.com under CC BY-NC-SA I’ve been isolating myself for a long time. Even back in the 11th grade, when my favorite lunch table clique became too cliquey, I moved to an empty table. I left my favorite people in the world and sat at an empty table. All you … Continue reading “A kingdom of isolation, and it looks like I’m the queen.”
Writing and reflection helped me see it. Photo by chibitomu via Foter.com under CC BY-NC-ND Yesterday’s I feel crazy sprawling journal post, combined with self-observation and talks with my mom, gave me a real vision of how sick I am—or maybe just a little glimpse of it that will cover over and leave me feeling that I … Continue reading Yesterday, a real vision of how sick I am
Traveling, met my nephew for the first time