I don’t like living in big emotions, especially the negative ones, but unfortunately, I tend to ruminate. I get stuck in my thoughts and feels, and I forget how to find my way out. Unfortunately, if the exit is unavailable, maladaptive coping mechanisms come back to the fore right damn quick. Some people respond more positively to life’s slings and arrows, or so it seems … Continue reading Run Fast From the Feelings – a journal joint
Sugar is a scary thing I added sugar to the last of the blackberries I bought at Lepp’s – they’re a smidge bitter – when a memory hit me. We used to head out to the field/school yard behind the house in the summer months to pick blackberries when I was young, we being my parents and two brothers. Once the various ice cream buckets … Continue reading Blackberry thoughts – a journal joint
I’m not a good person to be around these days. I’m a little bit mean and a little bit nasty, a little too often, and when you add a side of impatient judgmentalism, you get someone who should practice being a hermit more. Preferably a hermit who doesn’t send messages or emails, or who makes calls to businesses or people I want to maintain relationships … Continue reading I get mean when I struggle – a journal joint.
Thin and Defensive In early April, I got into another argument with my daughter. ‘Argument’ is a bit of a misnomer – it was more in line with a harangue by her towards me. It caused me a fair bit of mental distress, and I’ve come to realize that we can’t live together again. It’s not good for me. It’s not good for either of … Continue reading Flirting With Relapse – a journal joint.
From Famine to Feast 