Tag Archives: Personality disorder

Small Reflection

The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other’s welcome… Love after Love by Derek Walcott [continued at link] God has a … Continue reading

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The scars remain

“the trees are the same through all the sorrowful people who have passed under them, that the stars remain” Sylvia Plath, Letters Home [CONTENT WARNING: SELF HARM] I can’t remember a time when I didn’t bite or scratch or pick at my skin; … Continue reading

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Acknowledgement

Well, that’s annoying, isn’t it? I understand that. My brother, on the ‘phone to his partner this weekend. It was her who was running late; him unafraid to express how that made him feel; her validating that. Validation is something … Continue reading

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Being more unicorn

Online dating is cruel. At one level, there are those who treat the whole affair like some kind of joke. Gosh, look at him. How stupid is he to think anyone would go out with that?  Cue messages ostensibly inviting him out … Continue reading

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Remember my name

“I’m Kurt, I’m 11, and I’m incorrigible. … What’s incorrigible? I am one of those folks who can recite the lines of their favourite films, not for the trying, but for the number of times that I have watched them.  … Continue reading

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Never enough

My brother was quite a precocious child. At his birth, he gave me a nurse’s dressing up outfit. As you can see below, I was a very dutiful nurse. I tended each of my patients with care, a song (‘Miss … Continue reading

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