Sometimes you just have to go where everybody knows your name. I had Blogger open, but I ended up coming over here for my Blog and Eat session. Fact is, I am in a challenging situation here. Although I am handling it well. As I normally do, until I inevitably decide to get drunk. But […]Read more "Surfacing. And reflections on the comfort of family."
Avoidant Restrictive Food Intake Disorder (ARFID) is differentiated from other eating disorders because there is no body image issues. The condition is driven primarily by anxiety, sometimes severe, which for whatever reason begins manifesting as a fear of food. This food fear can manifest in many different ways. I’ve read about people having choking incidents […]Read more "Avoidant Restrictive Food Intake Disorder (ARFID)"
Republish from April 2019. Long ago, I sat in my living room listening to Amnesiac by Radiohead with a head full of LSD. I stared at the fireplace, slack-jawed and wide-eyed, watching the giant stones swirl in geometric patterns. Listening intently, I tried to understand the pops, clicks, and clanks of “Packt Like Sardines in a Crushd Tin […]Read more "The Ghost Returns / How To Disappear Completely"
I experienced a severe anxiety attack recently, which reminded me how bad anxiety really is. How could I forget? I am a person who will stuff unpleasant things away and forget them soon after the stress is gone. This is probably typical for other people too – a panic attack is something we’d all like to […]Read more "Kill Your Panic (But Do It Slowly)."
The witch sat hunkered down in her car in a seedy Fred Meyer parking lot in the middle of what most would consider, undoubtedly, the shittiest part of the city. She was pissed. Thankfully, she had a solution to resolve her extreme irritation. Her only gripe, at present, was her limitation to only one spell. […]Read more "Presenting: The Witch Emerges (Episode I)"
The witch hid in the bushes, eyes narrowed, watching the house closely. Any minute now, she thought. She waited breathlessly for the result of 5 weeks’ worth of hard study. It was a clear moonlit night. She gazed into the yard and squinted. Shadows of the porch beams crossed the grass, slanting across the yard. […]Read more "Part II – Return of The Witch"
I wrote a song.Read more "Lexapro Song"
A helpful solution and my usual blabbering.Read more "Insomniacs"
Into the spiral we goRead more "Golden Abyss Redux"