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Irony -or- Work In Progress
July 24, 2023
The very ironic thing about this breakup with David is that about a year ago I was going through something similar with Don. I guess, actually, the only similar thing is the breakup part — or rather a transition to friendship. No two men could be any more different.
Anyway.
I found this from last September. There’s some good stuff in here, so I’m sharing it.
September 16, 2022
All day I’ve been itching to get my fingers on the keyboard. The knowing is just hitting me every second. It’s a constant flow of truth shot straight into my core. Delusions? I don’t really give a fuck. What I’m learning is amazing and can only help me grow and be better.
I was on the phone with Rebecca today and I told her about what had happened driving home from TMS yesterday. TMS — transcranial magnetic stimulation. Google it. Fascinating shit.
I told her I thought of Jeff, and I immediately felt a tight band around my chest. Then I thought of Don and that so familiar nausea of late hit me hard. And I was pretty shocked to realize these two men rent space in my body. They each are assigned a specific area of my body where their memory lives. I shared that thought concept with Rebecca and she said, “They’re living rent free in your body.” Perfect.
