I heard his first word yesterday.
His mother was prompting him to wave his arms, "Bye, bye!"
To every one's delightful surprise, he muttered "bye bye" with perfect enunciation.
Truly a magical moment.
I have mental illness. Mind clarity is rare, too briefly and often too late. Old friends and acquaintances would look away when they see me. Yup, that unpopular. Of course, I get angry and hurt but deep down, I know I’d do the same too, if I saw 'me'. That’s the icy cold papercut truth. The illness cuts even deeper. I thank you for your readership. Your presence here makes me feel less alone. This blog helps me remember my true worth as a person, and how my own mind threatens it.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
“I write fiction mostly to try to make sense of my own petty and profound misery, and I fail every time, but every time, I come away with a peculiar sort of contentment, as if it was just the trying that mattered. And maybe that’s the best answer to the patently ridiculous problem of trying to reconcile all the very visible evil and suffering in the world with the existence of a God who is not actually out to get us: we suffer and we don’t give up.”
—Chris Adrian, medical doctor and author
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
I told my sis that I'm joining this marathon just to have a feel of the previous suicidals on the bridge.
It sounded like a joke.
So, I think it's a joke.
It sounded like a joke.
So, I think it's a joke.
Monday, May 16, 2011
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Saturday, May 07, 2011
"The sense of loneliness was overwhelming, the silence as deep as death, and the only sounds were the ones I made myself... I had a queer feeling that the whole wood was listening with me, the trees and the bushes, the little animals hiding in the undergrowth and the birds roosting in the branches. All were listening. Even the silence was listening. Silence was listening to silence."
-Roald Dahl, Danny The Champion fo the World,1975
Thursday, May 05, 2011
“Don’t be afraid to be a fool. Remember, you cannot be both young and wise. Young people who pretend to be wise to the ways of the world are mostly just cynics. Cynicism masquerades as wisdom, but it is the farthest thing from it. Because cynics don’t learn anything. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness, a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us. Cynics always say no.
But saying yes begins things. Saying yes is how things grow. Saying yes leads to knowledge. “Yes” is for young people. So for as long as you have the strength to, say yes.”
— Stephen Colbert, via Dave
But saying yes begins things. Saying yes is how things grow. Saying yes leads to knowledge. “Yes” is for young people. So for as long as you have the strength to, say yes.”
— Stephen Colbert, via Dave
Tuesday, May 03, 2011
from an email,
"it's just... REALITY has set us on very different paths.
We're no longer the same people we were when we first became friends.
That was a long... time ago.
Too much has changed"
days later
from an online chat...
"That is not called realistic. That is called snobbery. We all walk different paths in life, and sometimes some of us stumble early on, and some of us stumble later. But we all stumble sooner or later..."
"it's just... REALITY has set us on very different paths.
We're no longer the same people we were when we first became friends.
That was a long... time ago.
Too much has changed"
days later
from an online chat...
"That is not called realistic. That is called snobbery. We all walk different paths in life, and sometimes some of us stumble early on, and some of us stumble later. But we all stumble sooner or later..."
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