Category: Memories
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Excuse me, sir
Since my surgery, I have been venturing out slowly and steadily. This past weekend I had to go to the pet store to grab some hay for the guinea pig. It was later in the evening than I’ve usually gone there, so I felt a little bit of familiar worry about being out after dark.…
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Household Labor
I started watching this documentary about the division of household labor and how men tend to overestimate their contribution while women underestimate how much they do. It pissed me off for a ton of reasons, but mostly because I’ve seen it exactly as described as a child and as an adult. I’ve lived it from…
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Looking down, backwards, and at the mirror
I am still so unbelievably happy with my surgery results. Other than some stubborn swelling, which I understand will go down eventually and is totally normal, everything is going really well with recovery. I am still not to lift anything over 10 lbs and I need to be careful with how much I extend my…
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Feelings
I’ve been thinking a lot about feelings and how I was brought up to not feel anything except angry. When I was sad, hurt, disappointed, too happy, or anything other than angry or numb, it was wrong. Disappointment was particularly unacceptable. I remember an incident where my dad and I were supposed to go to…
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Troy’s Letter
Last week I got a call from the victim advocate down in FL who has been assigned my cases. Her job is to contact me on behalf of the prosecutor and set me up with any services I may need to recover from this break-in. She called to ask how I felt about reducing one…
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On Defense
(This is from my draft folder that I never finished back in early January and posted. I thought it would be interesting to try to finish it up with more than 9 months of time since I first started writing the entry.) I had an appointment with my psychiatric nurse practitioner today. It was a…
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Make it make sense
With my upcoming surgery, I find myself in my head a lot lately when I’m alone. Not my old self-doubt thoughts like “Is this what I really want? Is this really, 100% who I am?” Instead it’s been going like this-“What will it feel like to run without that extra weight I’ve had all this…
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Figuring it all out
My dad. He’s like a crazy puzzle. He is actually pretty crazy himself. I’ve never known anyone else who needs attention as much or is as selfish as my father. Every conversation with him is a one-sided, him blasting you with information, an old story, or some other dull explanation of a basic thing that…
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Daily Prompt 9/11/23
I wish I had learned that it’s not important to get the last word in much earlier in life. As a child I ALWAYS had to get the last word in. And this continued through my teen years and into adulthood. But in the last 5 years, I have learned that it’s actually not all…