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That Feeling In The Pit of My Stomach
Out in the cold, Grand Army Plaza, Brooklyn, 2011. So I guess I have good Spidey senses. I’ll take that as my sole comfort. Today, as my boyfriend emeritus (as I’d taken to calling him, since he still...
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The Ugly Cry
I came unplugged today, on the drive from my apartment in Brooklyn to my weekend rental upstate (aka my little slice of heaven). It had taken me an hour to pack up my car before I hit the road (I...
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Life’s Perfect Strangeness
The warm fuzzies of electronics. So I’m preparing today for the arrival of my recently-exed boyfriend, so he can get all of his belongings out of my home. They are interwoven into my things so...
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This week, my psychiatrist called the pain I am going through “eviscerating.” I felt relieved when he said that. I felt seen. I felt like it was allowed, my pain, and that he had seen it to be the ugly...
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Good Stuff, Good News, It’s All Good
I’ve been overusing the word “good” lately, but I have to say, it’s a hell of a lot better than overusing the word “miserable.” I had a weekend of two wonderful things: I took Zack to see the house...
View ArticleThis Is My Church
I just realized today something that should have been obvious to me years ago: this blog is my church. I come here when I am wounded and wondering, when I feel the ache of being human in a way I need...
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