The growing realization that I'm outside and it's OK.
The first time you see it, you feel like you have to hold onto it, but you can't.
So, you're back inside again and stuck here without hope
but it's not real
the place without hope is not real
The growing realization that I'm outside and it's OK.
The first time you see it, you feel like you have to hold onto it, but you can't.
So, you're back inside again and stuck here without hope
but it's not real
the place without hope is not real
It's like when I went into the psyche ward. The answer that emerged was that I needed to face my life. I needed to push back into my normal life, as impossible as that seemed, and then just keep going.
It's such a sweet feeling, this growing sense that I don't need this stuff any more. I still do have some need for it, but I'm not reliant on it like I was.
It's a very definite thing - a real change. I remember how I used to feel the need to take some valium with me whenever I went out, even going out for a run. And then there came a time when I just didn't need to do that.
It used to be hard to even go out at all. When I walked to the shops, I would be stressed all the way there about going in, and it took courage to go in. Buying more than one thing was challenging. I thought I was going to faint or lose control or something.
It's interesting....for me, this tapering process has involved facing and overcoming the depression and anxiety that I used the medication to deal with.
One of the things that made The Wire such a great and ground-breaking show was its realism. It's very hard to achieve that, because unvarnished reality doesn't make for good TV, and bottom-line, it's not real. It's fiction.
I'm reading Finding Me by Michelle Knight - her story of being held captive and tortured by Ariel Castro for 11 years. It's chilling how it unfolded - how she was actually acquainted with him and that gave him his opportunity, and then, in a moment, her life became a horror story.
A lot of times, the idea of a book is more interesting than reading the book, and you can think of the ideas of a lot of books at the same time or in a moment, while to read a whole book, you have to devote yourself to that one story or topic for hours.
yes! I'm so happy - I just heard Hilary Mantel, who is a great writer, say something that I have thought about a lot, but I haven't heard any writer ever say....that since she started writing on a screen, she isn't conscious of the difference between drafts.
Finally somebody said it. Because of word processing, the way we write now is different from earlier periods in history because you can edit as you go. It makes a huge difference.
I'm not completely against drafting, but I think its role in the writing process is different from what it used to be.
So, what was the logic of beginning with the firewood?
It's kind of central to everything
it didn't mean to them what it means to us
if you accidentally close a tab or multiple tabs - even all your tabs, if you will - press ctrl-shift-t
To this day I've always worried about could happen or what's going to happen, and it always seems bad, but now some things reassure me. Like with my taper...I know for sure that I'm making progress on it. With all the things that could go wrong and strike me down, it's a fact that I'm moving in the direction of needing Valium less and ultimately not needing it at all. That's something that's happening.
Ambarvale used to be the best place to skateboard because there were a lot of new, smooth roads and a lot of hills but sometimes there are hidden hazards. Sometimes hills can be too steep and when there's a ninety degree turn at the bottom of a hill, the forward momentum can be too great to make the turn and you end up sliding across the road.
I'm doing something special. I'm reading the last book that Harold Bloom wrote - Take Arms Against a Sea of Trouble: The power of the reader's mind over a universe of death (2020) - and, as is often the case, Bloom quotes at length from various poems in his text. I can't readily understand poetry. I have to read it closely and go through it line by line, thinking about it and writing my insights. It takes more time and thought.
Ordinarily, when I'm reading Bloom, I understand the prose, but I don't really get the poetry parts, which is not very satisfactory. It's like when I read Villette and there are huge chunks of the text in French, so I don't really understand what I'm reading. I have some comprehension of French, but I'm not fluent.
I decided to read this book differently. When I get to the poetry, I'm going to slow right down and really engage with it. I don't know how far I'll get but I'm excited to see.
tfw when you see a psychiatrist and they charge you $300 for the first appointment and they turn up late and they put your money in their pocket and they spend the whole time listening to your story and drawing you out and not responding to what you say. at the end, because you want to get something from the appointment, you ask them what they think, and they tell you what they think your "problem" is, and they're wrong
tfw when someone who is a Christian thinks they understand alcoholism better than you and explains to you what the 'real' problem is, even though you are an alcoholic and a Christian and you don't agree with their explanation
tfw someone mishears what you say and then insists they are right and you are wrong about what you said
escaping into the drama to feel safe
i evade security
just wanting what is mine
i once wrote that beauty is the complication of a rule and everyone asked me which rule?