My husband and my therapist are both encouraging me to try and write something. My brain doesn't want to do it. Log dreams, my husband said this morning after I woke up from a particularly fraught dream. Log your moods, my therapist says, wanting me to remember that I have good days. I'm struggling. I don't find joy in anything. I'm having a hard time even putting these words in a row. I mark days by when I can next sleep. I mark…
GEORGE HARRISON RECONNECTED WITH TONY SHERIDAN IN GERMANY
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In 1977, *George Harrison* reconnected with *Tony Sheridan* in *Germany*
during a promotional event for his latest record, *Thirty Three & 1/3*.
Durin...
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I'm not working right now because I can't pull myself into the right frame of mind, so to speak. I'm in tatters. My brain broke. Before my brain broke, I worked a lot. I worked A LOT and then I went insane. It took nine years, but what I want to figure out (in therapy every week) is why I stayed in such a toxic situation for so long. They say my nightmares and panic attacks indicate PTSD. I think I did this to myself. I willingly let…
“Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.”
—Marilyn Monroe
Today was a therapy day.
That's all.
On July 22, 2008 my friends started to lob "movie spoilers" at each other. Here's the list.
It was a sled.
It was earth all along.
He WAS Kaiser Soze.
He was dead the whole time.
He's actually Luke's father.
They shoot the dog.
She leaves Rick and escapes the Nazis.
It's people!
She's a dude.
His wife's head is in the box
It was really the Nihilist chick's toe.
He survives the zombies and is killed by a redn…
When I was sixteen, we lived in the middle of the woods in a super tiny town in an 1860s house. The whole town was haunted, if you ask me. One day, my girlfriend Renee rode her bike over with her Oujia Board. Dead serious, we were meeting after school for this dead serious ghost session and we were both like, totally dead serious about it...that is how we sounded. Well, it was serious in the sense that we weren't merely fooling around with …
Some
of you never wrote a little number above each word in a 500-word essay
to make the point to the 5th grade teacher that assigning word count is
a crime against writing. "So a page?" I had asked. "Five. Hundred. Words," Mr. Flaherty replied icily. I thought the idea was ludicrous but said nothing further. If he wanted 500 words exactly, I figured I'd save him some work by numbering each word. My fifth grade friend K…
1 I gave myself a new short, flippy haircut this weekend. I was going for Charlize Theron but it came out a little Elizabeth Warren. It'll grow out in a few months to look like what my friend Jenny calls my "real estate portrait." Maybe the next time I go short, I'll buzz one side. I always think I'll do that, but then I think about the in-between time, what's it like growing THAT out? Don't you look deranged for qu…
The art that has impacted your life the most since childhood comprises a whole entire pillar of your adulthood. The sum total of what art you have absorbed accounts for an incredibly important part of Who You Are. It's right there in the name: "Art." Art helps each of us "become," and by that I mean stories, pictures, plays, television, puppet shows, novels, games, comics, paintings, poems, comedy, song, dance and music.…
Are you sitting down? Because in my experience, people are shocked when I tell them: I cut my own hair. In fact, I'm about to do it again. I've done it hundreds of times. There are Reasons I can do it, but because I do it myself, I had never fully appreciated the tremendous impact on
society hairdressers have! Based on the depths of desperation on social media vis a vis
haircuts, formally genial citizenry are positively freaking out wi…
Joe finished our Boston puzzle today. It's a graphic illustration of the city drawn in black and colored in, bearing names of all the landmark buildings and attractions such as Quincy Market, Faneuil Hall and the State House. He finished it so fast. It feels so strange to finally see this Boston puzzle assembled. The box is like an old friend that's just kind of always hung around. For about a decade it was the only puzzle in the house …
Six years ago my brain broke. I had a breakdown, several stays in the mental ward, so much therapy, both one-on-one and in group. Though I've experienced some good periods, for example I held a part-time job for two and a half years, it's been mostly a grim struggle. I have therapy once a week, sometimes more often. I'm on medication. Every day I feel like I have to start all over again finding my way. My settings got out of whack an…