we want to be seen
“we all want to be seen. we all want to be validated. why is it so hard?
sometimes the problem is us. in my life, often it’s me. i want to be known and heard, but it’s hard to share the truth of my reality. i dole out bits and pieces of myself, sharing a portion of this and a smidgen of that, but i’m never fully exposed. i keep many of the dark bits hidden inside. i remain convinced that the reality of me is unhandleable and unsupportable.” Continue reading we want to be seen
I Am Sic
is it odd to say you love something when the subject matter is dark? no matter, i do, mostly because it speaks to me. it reminds me of the mental rage that occurs when my bulimia is at its most active. it reminds me of the racing thoughts and the rage that swirls about inside. mental illnesses are hard but sharing the struggles is a … Continue reading I Am Sic
why it’s hard to be kind
“one of the most profound lessons i learned from my last stint at rehab came from a weekly group exercise we did. we were given a typewritten list of personal qualities with space beside each for checkmarks. some of the traits were good, some not so good. trustworthy or hostile. open or closed off. accepting or judgmental. you get the idea.” Continue reading why it’s hard to be kind
i see you
“i see you.
i see your face and the muscles of your jaw,
and the way your teeth sit loosely in your gums,
too big for your face.” Continue reading i see you
From Famine to Feast 