Oh my dear, you have done it once again. You have left me speechless, a miracle that many people have prayed for over the years, but only you have accomplished. You speak eloquently, openly, and honestly about feelings, emotions, and relationships, things which completely baffle me as a writer. I grew up in the Midwest. Back then, men had two emotions: OK, or not so hot. I tip my hat to you, which is not so easy, because I am not wearing one at the moment. Carry on!
I loved this so much and I miss you so much! We are listeners as you said but I’m finding it’s making me more angry as I get older, being talked at, almost exclusively by men. I need a better strategy because this doesn’t seem to happen to other people nearly as much. What are they doing differently? I’m so done with men who talk at me! What are people’s strategies to avoid these self-absorbed, un-self-aware talkers? (By the way I just finished writing a fictional short story where I include that bit about it taking a week for your soul to find and catch up to you after flying somewhere! It was thanks to you that I realized how hilarious that was.)
I love the new term "depression supremacist" but rather than your binary anxiety v. depression, I would add "suppression." That is my main mode. So many good lines packed in this piece I can't name them all, but one of them, "you can't turn an autonomous human into Prozac" made me laugh out loud. How I've tried!
Oh my dear, you have done it once again. You have left me speechless, a miracle that many people have prayed for over the years, but only you have accomplished. You speak eloquently, openly, and honestly about feelings, emotions, and relationships, things which completely baffle me as a writer. I grew up in the Midwest. Back then, men had two emotions: OK, or not so hot. I tip my hat to you, which is not so easy, because I am not wearing one at the moment. Carry on!
Thank you so much, Carl. ❤️
Wow! I can’t explain how I can giggle and feel so heartbroken at the same time. Excellent piece.
Thank you, dear Evita!
Your photos tell a story as beautifully as you tell a story.
Wonderful.
Thank you, Kim. ❤️
I miss you. This was beautiful. Love you. xoxo
Let’s talk next week. Love you.
Yes! xoxo
Staving off depressions is such hard work. I love the way you describe it. The photos are beautiful. Thanks.
Thank you, Rhonda. ❤️❤️❤️
I loved this so much and I miss you so much! We are listeners as you said but I’m finding it’s making me more angry as I get older, being talked at, almost exclusively by men. I need a better strategy because this doesn’t seem to happen to other people nearly as much. What are they doing differently? I’m so done with men who talk at me! What are people’s strategies to avoid these self-absorbed, un-self-aware talkers? (By the way I just finished writing a fictional short story where I include that bit about it taking a week for your soul to find and catch up to you after flying somewhere! It was thanks to you that I realized how hilarious that was.)
I want to read your fiction!! You’re writing fiction?! Send it to me!
This made me both anxious AND depressed about not having seen you in way too long lol. Love you and your writing always ❤❤❤
Oh, god, same! Love you!
I love the new term "depression supremacist" but rather than your binary anxiety v. depression, I would add "suppression." That is my main mode. So many good lines packed in this piece I can't name them all, but one of them, "you can't turn an autonomous human into Prozac" made me laugh out loud. How I've tried!
Haha, we all try!!