Yeah. Health my ass. My body has betrayed me. My family has no history. No medical problems. And here I am taking no less than 5 supplements and 2 medications per day. My hormones have betrayed me. I can’t have children, and yet I have to regulate my pituitary hormones for the rest of my … [Read more…]
I expected to get gossipy, I expected to have a bit of a session, but really a session that was gossipy about someone else. Instead my friend turns to me and says “I’m really concerned about you. That place in my heart, that I see when I think of Caitlin, that place has “Concern” written … [Read more…]
Suya ~ Thank you for writing! On receiving this I was immediately reminded of our exchange of letters years ago. As I was purging before the move I found a stack of correspondence from you, which I’ve kept and stashed away after reminiscing a bit. I’ll cross my fingers on the Clomid for you! There’s … [Read more…]
May 28th, 6:33am from Joel It’s been a while (many years) that I’ve thought of doing this. I didn’t know if it would be something that you’d want to get. I’d love to be eloquent here, but it would mask the hard truth of it. I was an unmitigated asshole to you in high school. … [Read more…]
After mutual vacations. He is still next to me. Standing right there. Responding when I turn toward him in the slightest. Turning toward me. He left me a duck made of Lego’s. He left me, specifically, a duck I had made of legos. At our mozilla all hands in Whistler. He’d gone and found it … [Read more…]
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
I don’t know how to make you see yourself through my eyes.How do I let you know I recognize your flaws? We’ve all got those parts – those places that we’re ashamed of. Those moments we’d rather had never happened. They make up this fabric
I’m never going to feel again. I’m never going to be so addicted to something that I have to do it over and over, compulsively. I can honestly say that the only thing I’ve ever done compulsively is sing alone in my room. Pretend there’s an audience and dream big… see myself on stage. The … [Read more…]
I’m not sure. But I know that I am. My first reaction is critical. It’s like a reflex. It’s so automatic there’s no time to look for a trigger or think about what causes it. It’s taken over my words and my actions before I know that it is present. At work I look for … [Read more…]
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.