outofthemirror
I write what I do not know, so that I can know it even in passing.
Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional
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Back in Out of the mirror
Back from the therapist, I feel for the first time I could be myself, really myself in there. No suppressed tears, no ingratiation, no really long thinking pauses before I say what I think I shou...
One-way traffic in Out of the mirror
I started writing a new entry some minutes ago about the fights in my head and how my mind is preoccupied with it to a degree that nothing else seems to matter, but I couldn’t finish it. I often ...
Not my humanity in Out of the mirror
Funny how a day can change in seconds - at least it does for me. I go through a fuckton of emotions from one moment to the next; I can never say if I’m having a good or a bad day - all my days ar...
Inward eyes, looking out in Out of the mirror
A moment of rare clarity as I’m walking, as always in daze of non-presentness, down the street. Nothing special about it, a few people around, an old man holding a tiny dog in his arms. I walk an...
She's not there in Out of the mirror
My body quivers looking outside and into the gray-ish Monday afternoon for reasons only my half-addled mind knows deep within itself. I recede into it without really touching, just sort of leanin...
The Vanishing Act in Out of the mirror
What do you do, when you might want to want, but don’t really want anything at all? How is one supposed to live one’s life not wanting, not really needing, except to disappear completely? Just to...
