Tag Archives: fear

Broken Heart

2017 began on a beautiful note. I saw my beloved granddaughter Jan 2, (whom I hardly ever get to see) who is happy and excited after completing her first quarter as a freshman in college. Seeing her is the greatest … Continue reading

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End of 2015

Well, it’s midnight on the east coast. In California, still waiting for the the New Year. I’m watching Jools Holland, with this little gal on my lap. Her name is Isabel. She’s a short hair Chihuahua mix. We think she … Continue reading

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Assholes and Narcissists

I haven’t posted in a while. I’ve thought about it, but couldn’t “get here”. There was an invisible barrier. I mean, it’s just opening the computer, logging in, and–boom, get to it. But, psychologically, it’s more than that. It’s a … Continue reading

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Sometimes I’m So Scared

Sometimes I feel so scared. I heard recently, somewhere, that “courage isn’t the absence of fear, but the ability to take action in spite of it”. Something like that. Hell, how many therapists told me that? “It’s ok to be … Continue reading

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My Chapbook – A Creative Project

I finally got my chapbook printed. I thought it was going to come out looking cheesy, given some DIY chapbooks I’ve seen. But the word processing aspect makes a difference, apparently. The printer said, “Oh, you did a great job.” … Continue reading

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Why I Write

My therapist gave me a writing assignment. I felt ambivalent about the idea, but I kept that to myself. I want to cooperate, and I want to give her the benefit of the doubt. I’ll wait and see what she … Continue reading

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What It’s Like – a Poem

I’m a fatalist. I believe everything is as it is meant to be. That doesn’t mean I don’t make choices, of course I do. I live, so, inevitably, I must make decisions: do or don’t; this or that; here or … Continue reading

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