Category Archives: being with people

Dream-Like, or Nightmare

I woke very early this morning–somewhere around 3:15 a.m. No particular reason; just awoke. I read a bit in Deserts and Mountains, took a shower, wrote in my morning pages book (have been neglecting writing my book, however). I felt … Continue reading

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Emotions Go Up, Emotions Gi Down

It’s Saturday. It’s funny. I sleep okay, probably due to my meds, but as soon as I awake, the dreaded anxiety hits me like a ton of bricks. I’ve had to take 1.0 before the anxiety becomes bearable. I ask … Continue reading

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