I am starting to make some of these entries public again though I'm not as comfortable writing about my life in detail as I was when I was 22-the age I was when I started this blog. At some point, I went back and made all of my blog entries private as I have become a more and more private person as I get older.  I can't believe I've had a blog for ( Read more... )

I don’t want to live in a world of make believe anymore.

Catching a fish, making a fish stew, feeding bugs to birds, picking berries and piking rose hips for a jam.

Those are things I can understand. They are tangible, they are real to me.

The world of money and material things, and chasing “dreams” of living in a big house, and having a big ( Read more... )

I got potentially good news yesterday. I have an appointment for a pre-op to do an ablation. I assume they would not schedule me for a "pre-op" if they weren't at least considering the surgery. I don't know what it's like to not be debilitated by my period-even when i get good sleep and take my iron religiously-it still knocks me out. It has taken ( Read more... )

ms this week ( Read more... )

Being an INFJ or a highly intuitive person: I'm stuck knowing what everyone is doing behind my back, all of their ulterior motives, diversionary tactics, and lies for the rest of my life. And I just stand there and nod like I believe people when I'm lied to. Why are so many people full of so much shit? Welcome to no amount of stoned makes you feel ( Read more... )

Once I finish this god-forsaken dissertation, I have more goals ( Read more... )

Credit card is paid off ( Read more... )

tell her you love her. i know your palms are sweaty and last night you cried for a few hours and your father’s fingers left a hole in your chest that has been filled with cement and you are never sure about anything and you’re kind of courting death

but she makes the sun rise for you, she makes the grass grow. she makes you remember what it was like ( Read more... )

dearest-
I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t ( Read more... )

Don’t fuck the person who calls their mother every day, but speaks ill of them when they hang up. This person won’t ever appreciate you as a woman, lover, or nurturer. It is not in their make to.

Don’t fuck the person who’s ex’s belongings still litter the house. They are still a ghost in the home, and shooing them away will make you an even ( Read more... )