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Stress-Knitting and NaNoWriMo

Stress-Knitting and NaNoWriMo

I was hoping to be able to carry on my last post’s positivity, but unfortunately it’s been a pretty crappy week and a half for me, which is why I haven’t been posting anything. Both my mental health and my physical health have taken a downturn, in different ways and for different reasons, so I’ve been struggling to get work done — or anything else, for that matter. I mean, my mental health wasn’t great before, because as I mentioned,…

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A Messy, Chaotic, Public Life

A Messy, Chaotic, Public Life

I don’t tend to pay much attention to the idea of people reading my blog. Well. That’s not entirely true, because it gives the impression that I never look to see how many visitors I’ve had, or which posts are the most popular. Because I do. And sometimes I post solely because I see my stats have been flatlining, so I dredge up some ideas and force myself to write something. But I don’t often think about who those people…

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Meaning In My Cleaning

Meaning In My Cleaning

Anyone who knows me, but particularly my family, will agree that I’m not a tidy person. Once when I was a kid, a friend of mine actually tidied my room when she came over to my house, because it was just such a mess. I’m uncontrollably messy — even though I don’t particularly like living in a room that looks like a disaster zone, I rarely have the self-control to keep it any tidier. But every now and again I’ll…

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Is Writing Therapy Or Escape?

Is Writing Therapy Or Escape?

On the first of May, 2012, I wrote the following in my journal: There’s something therapeutic about this writing your thoughts and all that. It helps, getting them down on paper. It’s not a good idea to read them back, mind, not if you’re still feeling emotionally compromised by the situation, but later you’ll be able to. Putting things into words makes them easier to bear. Because it means you’ve beaten them. If they’re words on paper, they’re just like…

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