So, I was moving along on a two-pronged ride. My father and my ex had me in their pockets and I couldnt stop how I was being forced to move. So, I have been blogging, texting, posting, and emailing myself out of this hole; and praying: back to back novenas to St. Jude and St. … Continue reading Twin Trajectories
Category: Mental Journeys
Mercy killings
I feel like Ive been on death row for 35 years for a crime that I never committed. After a childhood when I was held for things I couldnt help. My parents did something bizarre. They fled here from high society Summit, New Jersey and stuck their heads in the sand, leaving me at the … Continue reading Mercy killings
The British Royalty
Underlying everything else that is going here is the effects of a long ago love affair in Britain in the 1940s. It was one of many reasons that I was held at Harvard despite everything. For reasons of Society. Which I wont belabor here. But, the sad fact is that, in the 2010s, at our … Continue reading The British Royalty
1982
The year of my Advocate presidency. The Advocate was the undergraduate literary magazine at Harvard. How I got involved with that is a sordid story and how it went for me is worse. I went to Harvard on a wing and a prayer. I wrote my college application personal essay about running away from home. … Continue reading 1982
Turning over a new leaf
That about says it. I have; I am. I realized that I had a terrible, even insulting habit of negativity in my everyday speech. I rapidly was able to let go of this, once I saw it. with the Lords help. Since then, I have been making all kinds of positive strides. So, as I … Continue reading Turning over a new leaf
Finale, 2
At the house in Summit, New Jersey, my little sister--8 years younger--told me she had a dream that she was drowning in mud. I took rhis very seriously as I was deeply engaged in ineffectually pursuing imaginary psychoanalysis based on the book, "August" that my psychotherapist had given me to read. It was about a … Continue reading Finale, 2
Finale
The ultimate blog post; the 40-year procrastination list resolved. Numerous 40 year trajectories coming together as one all at once. I have posted numerous times in the last few days and it has led to a real watershed and the denouement of the most important struggle of my life. In a nutshell, I was stranded … Continue reading Finale
Drugs
That's what it comes down to. My brother, who has died, said that I was the worst drug addict he knew. Since I was 21 I have been the victim of a thrall with psych meds misprescribed. It was a 3 part question. First, the prescriver was not competent to treat me 2 times over … Continue reading Drugs
The truth is always better than a lie
My father thinks that I want to have sex with him. He thinks that all women secretly desire to have a sex with him. Maybe all men are like that. I couldnt know, because of my injured clit from being kneed in the crotch as a child. In college I hit my boyfriend on the … Continue reading The truth is always better than a lie
Connecting the Dots; updated
Well, its been a long time; but the water is finally well over the dam. Since Wernersville State Hospital in Berks County. PA, from a situation in 1988; where they didnt know me and I was held on a bunch of lies that I didnt even know. Then, I spent 2 years here in semi-recovery; … Continue reading Connecting the Dots; updated
