Not a Typo

I am scared. I began this blog thing with one goal in mind.  It wasn’t to “find myself.”  It wasn’t even to learn to love myself.  It wasn’t to share my hopes and dreams and goals and fears and emotions, blah blah blah-dee blah blah blah. My plan was to build up  to the point … read more

Enough

What doesn’t kill you… Sometimes I want to scream at God, “I’m strong enough, already!” I have grown so weary of evil. There is no part of this world that it hasn’t touched.  No safe place exists where it cannot reach. Evil, darkness, pain and suffering inhabit every corner, every nuance of my conscious life, … read more

The Conversation

  “It is an absolute human certainty that no one can know his own beauty or perceive a sense of his own worth until it has been reflected back to him in the mirror of another loving, caring human being.” ― John Joseph Powell, The Secret of Staying in Love  

HALT

Sometimes I just want to crawl in a hole and forget about everything.  I don’t really understand why or how, but pulling out my hair helps me do that.  I am able to just turn off my brain and go to some other place and forget for a while.  Part of me says, “Why is … read more

Exercise in Insanity

Conversations about trich make me want to pull my hair out.  (See what I did there?  It’s like a double-entendre!) Today I had a great conversation with a friend about this little project I’ve started.  “Project” is such a stupid way to describe this, but what else am I supposed to call it?  Maybe “self-humiliating, … read more