Written by john on March 31st, 2009
Some Rights Reserved by Delphine Devos at Flickr What do I really deserve from life? That’s a question that comes up online a lot, even if it’s only implied. And the dismaying but common answer is often: not much. It always saddens me to read that, but it’s never surprising. Those of us who’ve lived [...]
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Written by john on March 27th, 2009
Some Rights Reserved by paintmonkey at Flickr Lynn left a comment on Why Depressed Men Leave that ended with a question I’ve been thinking about all week. She summarized the wrenching story about her bipolar husband and his blaming her for everything that was wrong with him. Then she asked me how I gained the [...]
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Written by john on March 22nd, 2009
Some Rights Reserved by *L*u*z*a* lack of inspiration at Flickr There is a link, though it’s a stretch, among recovery and the nests of birds that occurs to me on this fine spring day, and I’ll get there in a moment. Of course, life is blossoming out everywhere. The stunning medleys of the mockingbirds are [...]
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Written by john on March 19th, 2009
Some Rights Reserved by Funky64(www.lucarossato.com) at Flickr Understanding what work means for my sense of personal identity, for a basic acceptance of who I am, has been a central issue in making progress in recovery over this past year. Yet it seems strange that both my identity and feelings of self-worth should so depend on [...]
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Written by john on March 12th, 2009
Some Rights Reserved by Michal Orel at Flickr The Twitter mini-posts of 140 characters may not seem very promising, but I’ve been able to pull quite a bit from the onrush of mundane details: interesting conversation, links to helpful sites, answers to questions on any subject, new ideas for projects, new contacts and whatever else [...]
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Written by john on March 9th, 2009
Some Rights Reserved by woodleywonderworks at Flickr Quite some time ago, Immi tagged me on Facebook with the 100-facts-about-me meme. Apologies for not following through, but I doubt I can count that high, let alone think of that many facts, at least true ones. But I’ll give it a try, at least a partial try. [...]
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