The Storage Unit Of My Mind I am sure it has been used a thousand times. It might even be that my therapist has used it many times himself. One day he described my brain as a storage unit. I imagined one of those ones you hire like a room with a roller shutter. You … Continue reading Open Journal #56
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Open Journal #55
When a Boy Misplaces His Innocence I sometimes have these stray thoughts and I need to write them down. I want to explore the theme and where it takes me. Sometimes it feels as if they are disjointed and unconnected, but as I write, it kind of unravels and I see it clearer. I start … Continue reading Open Journal #55
Open Journal #29
A thing happened, short version is, I was faced with a load of new paperwork that I had never seen before. The why and the wherefore is not really important for the point of this journal entry. Suffice to say that I have been reading many reports about me. Social Workers on home visits and … Continue reading Open Journal #29
Open Journal #24
In the interest of balance, I thought I would talk about some good things. I have released my Mentor for the holidays. My Christmas present to him — me not whining into his inbox on a daily basis. I will do this and another post, then take a break for a bit over the holidays. … Continue reading Open Journal #24
Open Journal #23
I wasn’t talking about this to anyone. Never have. Would never. Had no need. I started talking to The Mentor about it. Well, because that’s what I do now. I think I started to understand it was at the root of some stuff, and keeping it secret wasn’t helping anything. These are some of the … Continue reading Open Journal #23
Write about your first crush.
Our school was putting on a pantomime. That very English show that gets to include shouted-out catchphrases, songs, sketches, old jokes, and a Dame— a man dressed as a parody of a woman, not the Judi Dench type. In our area, this was a big deal. At the time, it ran for a week and … Continue reading Write about your first crush.
Who do you spend the most time with?
Trixi & Coco. A matching pair of Cockapoos. They are half-sisters; their mother was a bit of a trollop. We were told they were champagne colour, but it’s an off-white. They have a full pedigree kennel club family tree. But basically, as they are an unrecognised breed, they are just mongrels. Expensive mongrels. Like having … Continue reading Who do you spend the most time with?
Open Journal #21
Traumasexuality by Peter John Schouten Clearly I am late to the party. As I am with most things to do with all of this. The Mentor mentioned it, mentioned it in such a way that I paid attention. Thought I would get a copy and have a read. I really don’t do this, you will … Continue reading Open Journal #21
Open Journal #20
This last month I’ve slipped into being a bit of a recluse. Sleep broken by nightmares, half the night spent in the chat room or writing, and no real energy left for the outside world. Not that I had much desire to be around people anyway. The odd visitor to the house I could manage … Continue reading Open Journal #20
Open Journal #17
A couple of days ago, I was writing to The Mentor. I write about what I am feeling, what I have discovered, what I have talked about with people, what I have read. He sends it back with comments and thoughts and links and things for me to think about or where to go next. … Continue reading Open Journal #17