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“he never says anything off the top of his head”
― Alice Walker, The Color Purple

March 9, 2022March 9, 2022 Dreams, J, True Stories, Uncategorized 4 Comments faithmental healthpoetry

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It’s amazing how quickly the memory of pain fades if we allow ourselves to be present before, during and after. I like the unconventional shape of my story, that I can make myself laugh during a panic attack, forgive things society calls unforgivable and be playfully sarcastic with god in the midst of an existential…Read more 44

March 8, 2022March 8, 2022 Anorexia, Dreams, J, Shrink Rap, True Stories, Uncategorized 4 Comments faithpoetryrecovery

Disarmour

The universe doesn’t owe us an explanation, but that hasn’t stopped me from staring in awe as questions fall out of my open mouth. God, why did you let all this happen but not that? Why do we have free will? How big is the universe? Why was I born? Why can’t you physically wrap…Read more Disarmour

January 23, 2022January 23, 2022 Anorexia, Dreams, J, Shrink Rap, True Stories, Uncategorized 12 Comments faithmanifesting

Sunday

Spent the better part of the morning wrestling with god. Why do we have free will? Why are only some things destined? What, exactly, are the rules in your chess game? Not that I’m particularly good at either. The only thing I’ve done right is yield when I’m being pulled by the providential scruff no…Read more Sunday

January 3, 2022January 3, 2022 Anorexia, Dreams, J, Shrink Rap, True Stories, Uncategorized 6 Comments faithrecoveryshort story

Walk in the Park

It took six years and ten days to let myself fall apart. Following you home in the car, wondering simultaneously if I’d lose you on the vintage green Honda in some horrific crash, or, if it was all over as soon as the flight from Cozumel touched ground. Truth be told, it ended the day…Read more Walk in the Park

December 31, 2021December 31, 2021 Anorexia, J, Shrink Rap, True Stories, Uncategorized 7 Comments faithmental healthnew year’s

Cherished

Cherish: 1. To hold or treat as dear; feel love for 2. To care for tenderly; nurture 3. To cling fondly or inveterately (deeply rooted) to God is Love- 1 John 4 I am my beloved and my beloved is mine- Song of Solomon We are his cherished, personal treasures.-Deuteronomy 14 Cherish your faith-Jude 1…Read more Cherished

December 29, 2021 Anorexia, J, Shrink Rap, True Stories, Uncategorized Leave a comment poetry

Under the Son

“Saturday sun came early one morning In a sky so clear and blue Saturday sun came without warning So no-one knew what to do Saturday sun brought people and faces That didn't seem much in their day But when I remembered those people and places They were really too good in their way In their…Read more Under the Son

December 27, 2021 Anorexia, Dreams, J, Shrink Rap, True Stories, Uncategorized 6 Comments #mothers #mentalhealth #writing

The Fool

“Nobody gets everything from one set of parents. That’s what fairy godmothers, earth angels, friends and wizards are for. The good mother has to die, literally or figuratively. Sometimes she dies closer to the end, or, to her end. We’ll still need to find a surrogate to call for a gravy recipe at the holidays,…Read more The Fool

December 26, 2021 J, Shrink Rap, True Stories, Uncategorized Leave a comment enlightenmentfaithmental healthrecovery

Illuminatus

“Why are some of our lights off and others on, despite whatever a bunch of lab rats did when they were trapped alone in cages with piles of cocaine and Twinkies? The thing is, we’re not lab rats, and some of us won’t succumb to Twinkies or coke no matter how many times they try…Read more Illuminatus

December 11, 2021December 11, 2021 J, Shrink Rap, True Stories, Uncategorized 7 Comments CPTSDfaithmental healthrecovery

Home

By the time I left for college, my family had moved nine times. I used to have a recurring nightmare of running down a street holding a cardboard box that was falling apart with each stride. Between college and the couch I’m currently sitting on, I’ve moved thirteen times, been briefly homeless and survived an…Read more Home

November 21, 2021November 22, 2021 Anorexia, Dreams, J, Shrink Rap, True Stories, Uncategorized 2 Comments faithpoetryrecovery

Modern Hymns

Street art Seattle I am in the wildernessYou are in the musicIn the man's car next to me Somewhere in my sadnessI know I won't fall apartCompletely When I need to be rescuedAnd I need a place to swimI have a rock to cling to in the storm When no one can hear me callingI…Read more Modern Hymns

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