After my last posting about M I thought perhaps it was time for a proper update. And no, I unfortunately do not have any updates about M and how that situation is going. I sent him another text but once again it's gone unanswered. Where to begin... My last post was about my aunt dying. … Continue reading family drama
childhood sexual abuse
family matters
So my aunt, the one whose house I used to go to when I was smaller, is in the hospital with congestive heart failure. My mom doesn't seem to think she'll last too long. Most of me doesn't care, but a small part of me does. Not too long ago my uncle, her husband, was … Continue reading family matters
still here, still struggling
Well, here we are again. Trying to patiently wait for something we aren't quite sure even exists. Life is hard, yet we continue to put one foot in front of the other. Perhaps our will to live currently outweighs that of dying. We've been trying to be more honest in therapy and it's hard. The … Continue reading still here, still struggling
dissociation, eye contact and finding myself in an uncomfortable place
Last week I sent the following message to T: I’m not crazy. I’m not crazy, yet, I just saw it flicker out of the corner of my eye. I know something is in this room. Waiting. There is something that haunts the daytime and fills the nights with fear and dread. And as much as … Continue reading dissociation, eye contact and finding myself in an uncomfortable place
awkward coversations
Have you ever had those really awkward conversations with your therapist? Well, I broke down and told him about my horrible self-image issues with all the weight I've gained since I've started on my current meds. He was very nice and understanding--like always--but it still felt really uncomfortable. Two new issues came up during our … Continue reading awkward coversations
a New Year
I'm not sure where to start or what to say. Does that mean that the words swirling around my brain serve no purpose? I'm not sure. Nothing stands out for me that might have happened since my last post but for some reason I can feel myself curling into a little cocoon, sheltering me away … Continue reading a New Year