As I write this, it’s 4:45 pm on Friday evening. It is Valentine’s Day. I’m alone with my cats and drinking my second glass of
Yesterday’s achievement was I went to a movie. That’s it. That’s the accomplishment. I love going to movies and have told myself for many years
Yesterday morning, I bemoaned not having a partner to help me while I’m laid up with back pain. Later in the day, I found a
“Blinding pain” is one of those expressions one reads and hopes to never fully understand. It’s an apt description, though. There is a certain degree
Is it normal for problems to become even more agonizingly painful shortly after starting physical therapy? At much urging from friends, I finally looked into
Even years after going no contact the abuser will pop into your head sometimes. And it’s okay to feel a burst of rage at them.