“Come on don’t leave me like this. I thought I had you figured out. Can’t breathe whenever you’re gone. Can’t turn back. Now I’m haunted.” ~Taylor Swift Why am I haunted by the ghosts of friends gone by? I know what my therapist would say. There was no closure. I never got the answers, the … Continue reading Haunted
Five years ago I was completely lost, and it’s taken me this long to find myself again. I saw my therapist again this week, for the first time in several months. I hadn’t avoided her because of the money, even though that’s happened before, but for the simple reason that I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t … Continue reading I Will See Me Now
Dear Journal, I’m afraid of the dark. There aren’t many things that cause me actual fear, but the dark just happens to be one of them. For ages I had to sleep with a nightlight on just so I wouldn’t jerk myself awake in the middle of the night sweating from the exposure to the … Continue reading Dear Journal: Night Lights
So, I was talking with my therapist the other day about how I feel like I make friends easily, but they have the tendency to disappear. She said it might have to do with my intensity, and I recognized that for a truth right away. I do have a predilection for being loud, gregarious, spirited, … Continue reading The Friend Analysis
The faceless masses sit down on couches once a week, across from professionals who know them better than their own mothers, intent on once again unburdening themselves of the stress and detritus of their personal lives. And in some strange new universe, this isn’t seen as strange. I remember when I was young, and the … Continue reading Analyze Me. Please.