The Unraveling Ball of Yarn

She was once again denying her own responses to enable a comfortable relationship.Her virtue had plummeted. Now seeing a two on a scale of one to ten, dipped with rumors she had slept around  Because of their attitudes, I was once again denying my own responses to enable a comfortable relationship... I was once again... Continue Reading →

I was almost killed, nearly.beaten to death in a McDonald's parking lot in February of this year. This violent assault  resulted in brain trauma and amnesia  and as such. White memorial hospital really fucked up - but that's a whole nother story  Then the city terrace chop shop experience. And my wonderful nonexistent friends -... Continue Reading →

Control Z

THIS IS NOT PROOFREAD ON PURPOSE. I WILL REVISE AT A LATER DATE IF SO DEEMED WORTH THE EFFORT. DO NOT JUDGE TYPOS, THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE NON-SELF-STYMIED. G'DAY.

For my Fathers

You don't get to choose  when your father leaves you or what will be the last words  you hear  You got something to read on the plane? he hollered down the sterile corridor  wearing his favorite Jeremiah Johnson hat,  As I walked away from Cleveland  omce more.

A double whammy 

Essentially, the effects of trauma activate and imbed within the survivor a legacy of chronic, unrelenting, inescapable traumatic anxiety.

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