Facebook Friends: Part 2

Facebook Friends: Part 2

10 February 2014 ….Thanks again, FB friends, for listening to me whine. I’m so glad you’re here. You’re so much better than a diary. My personal Facebook writings during my 10 years on the platform all but replaced the traditional diary for me. In fact, the last diary I finished from cover to cover began in January of 2015 and ended in September 2018 (almost a month after going quiet on Facebook).  I covered a lot of topics in my…

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Facebook Friends: Part 1

Facebook Friends: Part 1

My decade of seeking and understanding Facebook friendships through the lenses of my mood disorder and personality disorder. I suppose I’ve held the same idealized view of friendship since childhood when I thought I could be everybody’s friend. Though this isn’t the place to delve into why friendship for me was placed on such a high pedestal so early on, I do know my self-worth was somehow entangled in the need to be liked. So I tried to practice the…

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Staying Focused

Staying Focused

Stay focused. Stay on task. How do I even have a shot at independence if I can’t do these things? I wake up this morning, full of hope because it’s morning. There hasn’t been enough time for me screw up, has there? I peak out my bedroom door. The house is blissfully quiet so I go to the kitchen and take my first pill with a full glass of water. This one’s for my thyroid and must be taken on…

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It’s Better I Write

It’s Better I Write

It’s better I write. Trust me. I’ve heard it said I write the way I speak and write with simplicity. But I don’t take offense. Large words have always intimidated me and I’ve learned to avoid them in ordinary conversation. Still, I’m delighted to read them or hear others pronounce them out loud, with unabashed boldness. I only wish I had that kind of confidence. As it is, I usually fear I’ll misuse words and embarrass myself in front of…

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Something’s Gotta Change

Something’s Gotta Change

It’s 2019 and this year I’ll be 39! Not really a big deal I guess. I mean, it seems like after age 21, the only birthdays that are socially acceptable to go all-out for are the decade ones. This year, however, is the 10th anniversary of something, though I don’t think it’s worth celebrating. Let me explain. As of this year, it’ll have been 10 years since I began receiving disability income for what was supposed to have been a temporary…

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