Monthly Archives: July 2020

Losses of my Life

Continued from journal for February 18, 1992 What am I grieving for?  All the losses of my life.  I suppose I might as well list them.  And immediately, up comes that sense of boredom and criticism, who do you think … Continue reading

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Writing about Sorrow and Death

More from journal for February 18, 1992 Candle.  Cup of tea.  Bach B minor Mass. I want to write about sorrow and death.  I was going to listen to aap sahaee hoaa on earphones, but the tape is in the … Continue reading

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Struggle to Take Care of Myself

The next three posts are from writing I did on February 18 in 1992.  I’ve been reading my way through my old journals in an attempt to integrate my younger self with my present self.  I keep being surprised at … Continue reading

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Grief, Guilt, and Frustration

These two entries show how I use writing to understand better what I’m struggling with and that helps me to be more resilient. from my journal for Sunday, July 12 Today I found myself virtually immobilized by grief.  At first … Continue reading

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Totally Discouraged

From my journal: Tuesday, July 7 I’m having a pretty tough time.  The bite I got a couple of days ago, spider maybe, still itches badly.  I put Benadryl ointment on it several times and it didn’t help at all. … Continue reading

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Despite Very Little Joy, I Haven’t Quit, and I’m Not Alone

Slightly edited from my journal: Monday, June 29 I had been looking forward to B talking about her spiritual journey.  I knew she had had a hard time in her life, and I was really hoping for suggestions for things … Continue reading

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Trauma as a Warp in the Space-Time Continuum

I don’t usually write about these kinds of ideas.  My early journals are full of them.  Sometimes I wish there was some way of conveying them to a scientist who would be interested in investigating them.  That’s a part of … Continue reading

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