Category Archives: In Sickness and In Health

Fade

The words, Go. Oh? O is right. Followed by N. Then, E. One B Y O N e. What’s that word? Like poof. Gone. In those books You know what books? The books with pictures. For children usually. Comics. Yes. … Continue reading

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La Vie en Violet: huitième partie

Around now, I begin to suspect the frequent changes to my medication. My psychiatrist told me that my anxiety is a result of all my other illnesses. In that sense, it’s pretty organic and not a result of anything emotional. … Continue reading

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La vie en Violet: septième partie

Resignation is a curious thing to surrender to. What it does is that it saps you of the will to live. I think I am depressed because I wake up in the morning one day and groan that the world … Continue reading

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La vie en Violet: sixième partie

What they don’t tell about workaholics is that the pleasure and purpose of working changes to rage and resentment. Insidiously. So much so that I can’t remember when it began. Just that slight annoyance at someone else’s badly done work … Continue reading

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Relief

It’s round and innocuous at first. She says it doesn’t hurt. It doesn’t do anything. She laughs and acts embarrassed if someone asks her about it. She is dismissive when anyone worries. She won’t see a doctor. There are more … Continue reading

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You are not sick. You are just fat.

So I had decided that I would no longer blog about the bother that my health and life is. Because. Why give material to those who point and laugh, non? But fuck that. This is just too rich, too cruel, … Continue reading

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High Dreams and Low Dreams

I hurt. Today I realised that somewhere through life, I have stopped helping myself. That somewhere I have started being really harsh with the way I deal with myself. And how much that has made all of me hurt. Today … Continue reading

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