Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

8/27/2008 Joyful. Scotland. All but my eyes matter. Art degree. Recently escaped physical Hell. Happiest I had ever been. 8/27/2009 Confused. Still Scotland. They still matter. It was a year of leisure, little learning, and something like love. The mundane was charging and I had no sword. 8/27/2010 Grinding. The District. Their eyes still are […]

Read More Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

The Hole In My Soul

I am an addict. I am addicted. I have been before puberty. So have many others. I’m not the worst case. I’m not the best case. None of us are cases. We are all people. I’m not I’d rather not say to what but I’m in a twelve step program for it. I will say […]

Read More The Hole In My Soul

Unghostings: Part Deux

I recently wrote about two people who had resurfaced after ghosting me. One was my 12 step sponsor. I have to give him credit; he has been responsive and supportive since his unghosting. He has backed up his words. I won’t ever count on him again or trust him again to the same extent but it’s […]

Read More Unghostings: Part Deux

Unghostings

I posted about my shit list (which is largely but not entirely populated with people who ghosted me) recently. While writing that very post the first person on the list, my oldest friend, reached out to me and apologized for not responding to me for nearly a year. Maybe some universal agent tipped him off. […]

Read More Unghostings