During a period of almost exactly two years, I experienced twelve separate instances of a mysterious series of red grid marks on my back. As far as I know, no one has yet figured out what these are. In the groups that discuss this, users have had medical examinations and
Lately I’ve been contemplating “free will” and how it doesn’t seem to be quite as cut and dried as we might like to think. We consider ourselves masters of our domains, but in reality, free will might only apply to the minor considerations. I can choose what to
The last three months have been among the most tumultuous of my entire fairly eventful life. I would not have wished any of this on anyone, and I can’t even articulate much about it at all right now. I shared how a spontaneous and out of character Richard Marx
I'll be honest - sitting still is not in my nature. Everything I've ever attained I gained through sheer force of will, which I have in spades. And right now, what's being asked of me is to do...nothing. I have about half a
My body is hurting. Chronic health issues are no joke. I am working with all my might to heal right now. Napping like a damn toddler because of the intensity of the healing process. I'm also excavating some of the deepest emotional wounds of my life, processing this
But do you have joy? Do you stop to admire with delight the light on raindrops on a sunny day? I am a wave arching up to meet you, dripping hands caressing your cheeks to see how it is with you and I find: a life carefully made neutral. I
Hands and voice shaking in equal parts fury and fear, I stared him in the eyes and said: I don't think you understand how serious I was, or how far I would go to protect my kids. I said this after physically shoving him to stop him from
I've heard this statement many times, usually about aliens, war, whatever. I have never actually heard anything that I thought would really rock modern humans. Aliens? shrug War? We, like, do that constantly. Even human atrocities don't seem to generate the kind of outrage they should.
Update: the post I wanted to reference this for is live here if you'd like to see why I think it doesn't matter if it's true, because the principal argument can still be true and operative now. This post appeared on Reddit 11/28/
Music is my emotional medium. Metal is my genre. Feeling the beat, listening to the music, it is like honey to my soul. It soothes me. It helps me regulate. And one day, Richard Marx elbowed his way onto the scene with a song that made me catch my breath.
One of the most formative moments in my life was watching my Dad make his plans for the future. When I retire I'll... He made all these plans involving his wife and his best friend, working 16-hour days to create the future he envisioned. I watched my mother
I remember it vividly, though the life I live now seems so distant from that time, just three short months ago. When I left my marriage, I was determined to heal. I had a strong sense that winter was for the work, because in spring something will happen and I