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 DetailsSix thoughts I just had in the order they arrived. Some things to chew on for your Monday afternoon.
View DetailsI suppose, most importantly, we must remember to enjoy it, even when our hearts are filled with Monday.
View DetailsMaybe the world will end. Not a pleasant thought to have of a Monday, but with the way things are now, it’s on a lot of our minds.
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