
I’ve been a bit in denial about BG Talula. I look at the calendar and realize that with W turning 11 weeks it now makes it 10 weeks that she has been missing. Ten. A few days ago I returned the safe trap back to the neighbor that had lent it to me. This is [...]
So this sort of hovering sadness and anxiety is still hovering, dangling and wallowing above me. Pushing sadness out is now pretty much all I try to do and even that has left me exhausted. I feel like such an asshole for even being depressed right now. I mean here I am mere weeks away [...]
I feel a bit down in the doldrums and am pushing through it. Promise.
Something happened this weekend that brought me swiftly back to a specific time in my life. It was just a little story on the news, but instantly I was back in my old life circa 1997-2002. Last night I had vivid dreams about picking up dry cleaning and firing actresses. I woke up with deep, [...]
On your way back home from a mad dash to get your much needed refill of antidepressants you hear Beth Orton sing to you. And she sings Ooh Child. And then you cry. And you realize that you needed to hear this song and that you needed this cry. And then you think that someday [...]
There are things that I am not writing about now in the hopes that if I can push it out of my mind my life will be easier lived. It isn’t working. While the W is helping with the major stuff, there is this residue of loss all over me and it isn’t fucking leaving. [...]
Most of my weekend was spent in a haze of sleeping in. I had no desire to DO anything, go anywhere or be me. Even sleeping was exhausting. There was a nice couple of hours on Saturday morning where I felt sort of normal. Ah…normal. This normalcy can be attributed to getting out of the [...]