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Today: A Luxury
The most palatable way to describe what happened was breakdown: here one moment and gone the next; as though the circuit-breaker had flipped and all power shut down. However, there wasn’t darkness;...
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Time To Grow Up (Part 1 of “Career, What Career?”)
Even though I hold an advanced degree from a prestigious university known for its performing arts alumni, when I arrived in Chicago in 1987 my one skill which could be directly applied to working was...
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What It’s Like
Upon awakening I remember that today is just one more day in a long line of days and while I know there’s an end to the string I can’t yet see it. Still under the weight of Clonazepam I haven’t...
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Oomphlessness
It’s odd, this. All my life I carried some kind of drive, as though the first-baseman-mitt-sized hands of a dad pushes a shy son to join the group; nudging, like the dog’s wet muzzle flips your hand...
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Recovery: A Saw Blade and Alpine Climbing (Journal: July, 2008)
I had thought that an increase in medication would signal a decrease in depression. But my psychiatrist corrected my logic and chose two separate metaphors to describe my recovery: 1) A hand saw; and,...
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“You Brought This On Yourself,”
That’s what my mother used to say, her back to me, and her hands wrist deep in dishwater. I needn’t see her hands to know she was wringing them upon hearing my news; I could tell by the way the...
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Romanticizing Madness
I’ve noticed recently a spate of blogs and websites declaring which famous people are bipolar (please visit: (http://pinterest.com/bipolarbandit/famous-people-with-bipolar-disorder/). This...
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The Time Spent To Read This Post, Equals The Time You Have To Save Your Life
Back in 2008 when the shit storm incinerated the first 20 years of my adulthood, I made an oath while dragging what’s left of a . . . of a bespoke walking stick through four inches of gray ash – some...
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Which Is Which?
Night after night after night after night for the past three weeks I’m awake well past 4:00 am. Last night I was awake until 3:10 am, just awake, not anxious awake or fearful awake or even...
View ArticleHas Been’s, Could’ve Been’s, Once Was’s, and Children
Once I assumed the role of cook a couple of years ago, I planned my menu so that every other day I’d prepare a new meal. The only cookbook I owned was a 1960’s copy of Betty Crocker’s Cookbook. This...
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