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Category Archives: Depression
“I was angry when I met you / I think I’m angry still”
I am a wreck. I’ve damaged both of my thumbs, and I only have two. I’m sleeping more, eating more; it’s clearly depression, the same that had me sleeping little and eating less a few months ago. Oh, you fickle … Continue reading
Posted in Depression
Tagged Dreams, major depression, physical symptoms of depression, sleep patterns
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“A brave new world of gods and monsters…”
It seems worth mentioning that the dream I had the night prior also involved something I had a close relationship to that tried to kill me: I had created a man, à la Frankenstein. It was tall and very muscular, but lithe. … Continue reading
In my Dreams, even those who Love me try to Kill me
A moment from a dream I had last night… Continue reading
“What a presence / haven’t we paid penance?”
Today was one of those days where I was me and the world was itself and we just kept brushing up against each other in ways that I didn’t precisely care for. I’m not to blame; It’s not to blame; … Continue reading
Now the page is soaked with tears / flipping backwards through the years / how I wish that you were here
I made the mistake tonight of looking through old photographs. It started as a moving exercise, a chance to declutter some more stuff as we prepare to move across the nation. Then I got the brilliant idea to shove a … Continue reading
“and ask many questions like children often do…”
Sometimes I am taken aback by my childishness. I know where my arrested development comes from; I can chart it, understand it, explain it to others, recover from the shortcomings it propagates within me and my behavior. I know it … Continue reading
“She said she liked the way I felt / and breaking down my boundaries…”
Wherein I say the unthinkable but ask us to think about it… Continue reading
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Tagged death, Dreams, major depression, Sadness, Too Much Thinking
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