Sunday, September 12, 2004
Suburbs of Chicago.
27 years old.
This morning I woke up to the onset of mild contractions. Of course, I wasn’t sure if that was what they were or not. Two or three times before this, I had been convinced I was in labor. I had been convinced I was having [...]
For as long as I knew her, she lived in a little old white house at the end of a dead end street. Next to the house was a garage that had been converted into a flower shop. She spent most of her time working with artificial flowers and compiling all sorts of interesting arrangements. [...]
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Day 31 on Lexapro.
Day 8 on Lamictal.
written ?? days later.
posted 2 weeks later.
It’s knowing that your door is always open/
And your path is free to walk/
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag/
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch.
By the time we arrived at my cousin’s house this morning, we [...]
September 18, 2001
12:19am
Suburbs of Chicago
24 years old.
“Yet why not say what happened?”
– Dr. Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind
“You’ll be fine. I know you don’t believe it now, but you will be well again.”
– Dr. Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind
For days I have been numb. For days I have been scared. For days [...]
September 11, 2001
Suburbs of Chicago
24 years old.
It wasn’t even a year since I had been hospitalized. The road to recovery was long and arduous and I was still in the thick of it. The very thick of it.
That is why I was still asleep at noon that day. My future husband, who I had been [...]
September 10, 2001
Suburbs of Chicago
24 years old.
The summer before, we had planted almost every variety of tomato plant we could find. We had dug out a tiny garden in our yard and were gifted with more tomatoes than any two people could ever possibly need or want.
This day, I set about to canning the tomatoes. [...]
45th Street, New York City, 1996.
19 years old.
I laid on the top bunk in my room at the Big Apple Hostel. I laid on my stomach, with the covers pulled up over my head. All my clothes were on.
I had just moved to New York and I was so afraid. [...]
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Day 30 on Lexapro
Day 7 on Lamictal
written ?? days later.
posted 2 weeks later.
Once was a thought inside my head/
Before I reached 30, I’d be dead/
But somehow on and on I go/
I keep on rolling with the flow.
– Charlie Rich, Rolling with the Flow
This morning when I went to meet my mom, [...]
You took
from me
my
pocket
change;
You took
from me
my
watch.
You took
from me
most
everything;
But
never
touched
my
crotch
.
From: MJ
To: Lori Brown
Sent: Wednesday, September 10, 2008 9:14:42 AM
Subject: proud
at last, i think you’re seeing the light at the end of a long, dark tunnel. this latest blog was so inspiring. and you have made an inspiring discovery – you can protect yourself from some people, without blocking out the whole world [...]
