Last year it was everyone. This year it’s everyone else. Sending congratulations never felt so disingenuous. It’s not that I particularly want to get married, but I’d like to think that I am not only capable of love, but also capable of the kind of love that would overwhelm someone with excitement. Sometimes I wonder if this is happening to me, because I am afraid of overwhelming others. …
I watch how the moon sits in the sky in the dark night
Shining with the light from the sun
And the sun doesn’t give light to the moon assuming
The moon’s gonna owe it one
On July 20th 2017 I learned that you can be a savior and not be able save yourself.
Chester’s story is one of both mental and physical child abuse and the way that abuse grows with you. (Crawling) How it seeks out the company of what you know to be familiar and causes you to live with paranoia. (Papercut) The only way to survive through such abuse when you are powerless is to numb it out. (Numb) But with the numbing comes the fear that you may one day turn into your abuser. (Breaking the habit) and that soon you will need to take responsibility for your pain. Take ownership of it before it runs rampant and turns you into the very thing you despise. And all the while all you want is the love you deserve. For those responsible for you to protect you as they should. (Points of authority) Realizing that their conditional love is based on conditions that are impossible to meet. (In the end) You venture out into the world (Runaway) knowing that what you were taught are negative ways to view and live in it. …