This is why, why we fightWhy we lie awakeAnd this is why. This is why we fight When we dieWe will dieWith our arms unbound And this is why. This is whyWhy we fightCome hell – The Decemberists, Why We Fight Very few of us enjoy fighting. We don’t thrive on conflict. Most of us, …
I write when I’m upset, when I’m searching for something, when I need to lay my feelings out bare and sort them into some kind of sense. I haven’t written anything in awhile because I’m doing okay. In my therapy session before the most recent one, my counselor asked if I was ready to be …
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I make no secret that control has always been important to me. I like to plan out how and when things happen, to know what to expect, to obey and enforce rules. To be perfectly honest, it’s my primary kink. When things in my life start to fall out of my control, I panic or …
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Help me to empty out this houseof what I’ve gathered all these daysand thought I couldn’t do withoutand throw it all away… – Throw It All Away, by Toad the Wet Sprocket Yesterday I was down at the family’s lake house, because she needed me gone for her final walkthrough of the house. She went …
Last night, which was Christmas Eve for those reading in the future, I stayed home and watched television by myself. I watched the last episode of Wheel of Time and then watched Christmas Vacation. I had planned on being alone, and thought I’d prepared myself for it, but it was still a little rough. I …
It’s midnight in Decemberand I have made mistakesSpent half the year in tearsnot having what it takes It’s midnight in DecemberIt’s time for me to growTime to work on what I feelinstead of what I know It’s midnight in DecemberAhead of me, a jauntI know the way behind meis a road I do not want …
She sent me an email earlier today saying she wanted to come by and do a final walk-through of the house to get the last of what she needed, and leave her house key behind afterward. I’m torn. Part of me is ready to be able to clean out the house, even though it will …
I’ve pointed out before about how I don’t really keep track of dates, those little anniversaries of events from our past that trigger an emotional response, like the death of a loved one or the night you first kissed someone. It’s never been something I wanted to fill my brain with because, over time, your …