It’s insane to act like the civil war that is my hormones is worthy of forgiveness, as if it’s a crime I’ve forced everyone else to take part in.
Exhaustion and indulgence do not make other people “bad,” so why must I color them that way for myself? This is what’s at my core these days, the question I can’t fully kick.
A love letter to Almost Famous, one of the many pieces of art that helped inform my character when I had zero sense of who that character was, or could one day be.
Death is a situation that we’re forced to absorb, and to watch others surrender to. It’s one of the few real facts of life, but its fidelity isn’t sweet, like a recurring rash with no known cure.
Is not being able to bridge the gap between yourself and someone else the loneliest feeling? I’ve been revisiting this question a lot lately, because amidst the current chaos of my life I figured some extra existential dread couldn’t hurt.
With so much available to us on the Internet, it seems, we’ve begun avoiding even the most mundane experiences of daily life. So, yesterday, I forced myself to look up and spell out what I was seeing, talking to myself essentially as a newborn.
Chicago is the Michelle Branch Video That Nurtures My Soul (Or, How We Project Different #Feelings onto Different Locales)
As I’m sure is the case for all you other brothers, specific places are symbolic for me and can ignite particular moods via the simple fact of their existence. Chicago is my geographical equivalent of a giant hug, or perhaps that counterintuitive relief we feel after a body-rattling cry.
So I’m taking a short break from the blog this week as outside work is overwhelming me, but I didn’t want the week to go by without mentioning that it’s National Eating Disorder Awareness Week. Here, I’m re-sharing some of my writings on the subject of my anorexia and subsequent recovery, as well as the blogs I always referred to when I needed some extra guidance and support throughout that time.
“Our conscious self is drawn to the positive qualities we yearn for, but our unconscious draws us to the qualities which hurt us the most as children.” And more on why we often continue to pursue those people who are totally wrong for us…