Year: 2007

I want to talk about a lot of things with you. I know you’re tough, but I know you’re honest,

The summer is most certainly dead. What remains of slow burning, heavy days is a hollow chill, with the promise

I am so tired it’s not even funny. Mostly, I’m tired of bullshit. I’m tired of my own and that

Well, it’s hard to believe, but the previous post makes the 60th musing in this rambling tome that someone out

You’re quite a brave person, having taken a great risk at exposing yourself. You are, clearly, a beacon of strength.

I no longer see the point. It’s never going to get better. It’s always going to be pain, drama and

Well, I’m rotisserie-cooking some chicken legs. I had a brief conversation with my girlfriend but she was on her way

You know, part of my recovery (see the blog title, please) has to do with managing my impulses. My impulse,

Here’s the thing about depression. It not like feeling sadness. The glass isn’t half-empty. It’s totally empty, it can’t be

The title just about sums it up. My girlfriend is a maniac. First, let me address the concept of what