Independence Day

I have mixed feelings this year about Independence Day. I love my country, I really do. I believe whole heartedly in “The American Experiment, in the building and growth of a nation founded by immigrants who ran the gamut from poor looking to escape their...

Entombment

Trauma is… I’m sitting here puzzling over how to start, and it occurs to me that the above is a complete sentence in itself. Trauma is. Trauma isn’t something that comes into your life and then leaves again. Contrary to the opinions of quite a number...

Post diagnosis learning curve

One of the more fascinating (to me) aspects of being finally diagnosed with a connective tissue disorder is all the little things over my life just falling into place. It was the same when I was diagnosed with Aspergers, with a heart issue, with a sleep disorder....

I gave her a pen

I’ve been trying to find the words for this for several months now. I’ve been in therapy using EMDR since September. It doesn’t work for everyone, but it turns out that I’m the ideal kind of patient for this. Combination of personality, more...

In the Tomb with Lazarus

The other night I had an unusual dream. I dreamt that I and a number of other people moved to another world, where we established a new civilization. It was beautiful and it worked. Not flawlessly of course, it was no utopia. But it was good. Over the course of the...