That scene from What About Bob?

“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?

Hurting

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

“A kingdom of isolation, and it looks like I’m the queen.”

— “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.”

Yesterday, a real vision of how sick I am

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