Introspective Alexithymia
A poetic essay I wrote many moons ago about alexithymia, which is a condition whereby a person cannot understand or identify their own emotions.
View DetailsA poetic essay I wrote many moons ago about alexithymia, which is a condition whereby a person cannot understand or identify their own emotions.
View DetailsWaiting on an email. Always waiting on email. That’s what it’s come down to. That’ll be life or death. That’ll be I can pay rent or I can’t.
View DetailsSomewhere on the internet a strange post appears on a blog that’s usually about mental health.
View DetailsChange is in the air. Is it time for a new system? One that serves all rather than serving a few at the cost of the many?
View DetailsWe’re running out of grace. There is no margin for error, and that’s not a good thing.
View DetailsSix thoughts I just had in the order they arrived. Some things to chew on for your Monday afternoon.
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