In other words, it was a struggle with himself. And the product of that struggle: anger, bitterness, resentment, envy or transformation, aspiration, hope, decency..the product of that struggle is the...
Men and the pursuit of them are strongly intertwined with my mental health. I would say, in my defensive defense, that the problem with being a serial monogamist is, there isn't anybody random or unim...
But I saw the pain and sadness in everything, and swirled it round my mouth like a fine wine.
Bad people very often do one good thing.
People don't know. We don't know ourselves so we tell ourselves what we really know is other people. We could say the depth of pain we feel for the lovers who've left us is because we knew them so wel...
You may right now be nursing a broken heart. Friends will say, "Aren't you glad you had the experience anyway?" And you may say "No." Eventually, unbelievably, you may not remember the boy that trigge...
In hindsight, I have no idea why he was ever with me. He thought highly of my breasts. And . . . that's it, I think.
Is it needy? It's not. We don't need each other. We just really, really enjoy each other. And we're good together. We're good people together. And I have the funniest feeling. I can really, truly touc...
Accepting the presidency, Barack introduces my best friend of sixteen years, the love of my life, Michelle Obama and I think I will pass out. That, right there, is love in action.
The goal was to get sane, to get whole, to be complete enough to support someone else.
Since I’m a cat who doesn’t know what I am, I wear track pants with old-skool Nikes but Gina Lollobrigida skintight sweaters. I am caught between childhood and va-va-voom.
What people don't understand when you've already been a suicide and pulled through is that after the sadness comes fear: Where is my mind going with this? I don't want to die. I do not want to die. Wh...
My radar, after all these years of sanity, is still off when it comes to what people do or don't mean.
I never lie I am a blatantly truthful person about almost everything. My addiction (or disease as some call it) always lies. I have had very good relationships, but the addict in me always fucked the...
You want to know, but are afraid to ask, whether or not I found someone. If there could be anyone to fill that hole in my heart after I lost him. I did. Life is futile, says my new therapist, Michaela...
You do it how you can do it, so long as it's getting done, you're okay.
If killing yourself is not an option anymore, you have to sink into the darkness instead, and make something out of it.
I'm not crazy or dangerous,just a bit eccentric and lonely.
I'm in love with someone good and kind and gentle, and he's seen the darkness too, but somehow we've become each other's light.
When I come home from school, I take my Doc Martens off and put on fake satin mules with the marabou trim, slip into my dressing gown and my movie, and I feel serene. I hold a glass of Coke to my chee...