arfie
Status: knowledge is all past tense. i can't **know** a thing until it has already happened. stay in the present tense. stay ignorant.
Mood:
Ok
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Yesterday's housecleaning felt like the first bit of pragmatic help our little ship of fools has received since the crash landing in August. The pro appointments feel like still more ink stains on...
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"Just get help!" is a phrase which echoes from some of my meanest psychotic fog in some of the meanest rejection tones in my damaged memory banks. I havenae been able to pull cohesive memories of the...
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Over the course of my abnormal life, I have wondered often if the measure of a healthy family norm is in how we handle the abnormal events and circumstances. Anybody can handle the Kodack Moments....
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The question of which of my sons died first continues haunting me. Estrangement isnae a physical death, but it is the death of a relationship. My estranged son is still breathing, to the best of my...
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My aversion to lying about my age began with Pimp Sis. By 13, she was already in the grips of the psychoses(pl) typical of a child prostitute, alongside the more socially acceptable expectations that...
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A third family joined the barbecue yesterday. These two boys lost their Canadian father in a skiing accident last year. Their mother toughed it out in Canada for a while but recently moved back to...
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It remains a shock to my senses to feel the pulse of a mainstream work week. Somewhere around the turn of the millennium when my youngest son (YS) was in HS and no longer needed me to police his...
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I bet I look five years younger, too, now that I have a bigger, more fragile piece of plastic in my pocket. Well. . . It's too big and cumbersome to ride comfortably in my pocket, so I bought a belt...
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The unknown woman at the daycare has resumed her rightful place in rush hour anonymity since the exercise to separate the trigger from the trauma lead me to The Busy Buzz. As our little ship of fools...
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I mostly believed the doom-sayers in childhood who predicted I would never see my 30th birthday. "Girls like you" seldom grow old. As a teenager, my 30th birthday was an unsavory imagining, in any...
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I was only AssUming when I AssUmed the busy woman who rebuffed me at the daycare was the mother of the girl Big Sis hit it off with. The medical scrubs could point to any number of careers which...
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Way back when I was still Manic Depressive and onward into my BiPolar years, I grew an intense awareness of "Manic Euphoria." That phrase translated easily into the first of my PTSD support groups,...
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Uncomfortable as it was/is, I do believe Hubs and I managed to get onto same sheet of music in regards to our fears and anxieties over the future of our little ship of fools. Maybe. Testing, one,...
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Hubs and I have been engaged in a domestic tit for tat skirmish since? ? ? Friday? There wasnae a starting gun to mark the beginning of this particular skirmish. There hasnae been a shortage of...
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In the mid 80's, with the birth of my second child, I was working as a volunteer with a group in Califonia who was attempting to use State political channels to promote the idea of "Telecommuting."...
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