Music: Boys Don’t Cry

I would do ‘most anything
To get you back by my side
But I just keep on laughing
Hiding the tears in my eyes

13: A Love Letter to the Betrayers – Safety

Feelings are data, not directives.

Music: She’ So Cold

I’m the burning bush, I’m the burning fire
I’m the bleeding volcano
I’m so hot for her, I’m so hot for her
I’m so hot for her and she’s so cold

62: Sacred to the Touch

I will just set this here for you: whether you know it or it or not, you are valuable, you are worthy. Even when you fail. Even when I fail.

Remember.

12: A Love Letter to the Betrayers – Mostly Dead Cats

The meaningful question from my Good Doctor, and other good doctors, is “if you love/care for others why have you lied and kept secrets that has harmed and injured your Loves, lives, and self?”

12: A Love Letter to the Betrayers – Mostly Dead Cats

The meaningful question from my Good Doctor, and other good doctors, is “if you love/care for others why have you lied and kept secrets that has harmed and injured your Loves, lives, and self?”

61: Being Incognito: Thoughts on Grief, Loss, and Children

I pretend things didn’t happen that did. I confuse resiliency with the appearance of strength and cover with bravado. I pretend the losses don’t hurt.

60: I Lied Again

I find myself in places where I end up trying to control her responses and feelings. I believe, and so does she apparently, I am responsible for how she feels and how she responds, not just for what I do.