Finally, I have stopped lying to myself, with the supportive challenge “it” assistance from my therapist. What lie is this one? The one where I believed my shame, humiliation, self-stigma, self-loathing and pain are the primary reason I struggle with talking to my aunt.
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Cabin Fever when one lacks housing
Does not look the same as when it is in a home. We live in his truck. It is a small space. The storms this month have often spread over 24 hours. As I write this, we are at the tail end of a storm which graced us for almost 48 hours. Again. Yet myContinue reading “Cabin Fever when one lacks housing”
Disenfranchised
Today’s takeaway from psychotherapy. We covered skills and coping as well. Perhaps, when recognizing one’s own disenfranchisement, this is healthy, even normal. I suppose, Diary. I could be a disenchanted participant. What good what that really do? Truthfully, though, I am a little. Jaded as well. Welcome to a healthy amount of numbing oneself toContinue reading “Disenfranchised”
How come I am on SSI
It is sure as heck is not because I enjoyed the process – which many consider traumatizing, rightfully, – of waiting over a year, constantly filling out paperwork, making phone calls, repeating the same information over and over to gain a label of “disabled”. I appreciate and respect a reasonable and healthy amount of paperwork,Continue reading “How come I am on SSI”
2021 arrived!
Not only has the year arrived, it seemed to slide in like an old quote I remember. “Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally wornContinue reading “2021 arrived!”
A Life of Neglect, 3
December 20, 2020 I took notes of a conversation Wolf & I had. The notes prompted this post. Wolf’s life, was much like my brother’s, I believe. Full of neglect. Whereas, mine was full of overprotectiveness, extensive control and lacking unhealthy boundaries. autonomy. Yet, even I cannot begin to imagine being “…grateful, to a degree,Continue reading “A Life of Neglect, 3”
N.Y. isn’t a Housing First State. We know!
We are two of its victims. Yes, I wrote victims. Because we, as are the underrepresented numbers of others, are victims. We were before the global pandemic. We are during it. (Honestly, at this moment, I cannot see an end to the pandemic, never mind the homeless and homeseeking populations.) Add in those who areContinue reading “N.Y. isn’t a Housing First State. We know!”
A Few Notes about this blog
Right now, Wolf is heading back to court for a second order of protection based on new information recently learned. That leaves me to be concerned for our mental and emotional wellbeing. The primary reason is we are both triggered and a number of unpleasant feelings arise for each of us, individually, and as aContinue reading “A Few Notes about this blog”
December 14, 2020
The weather is miserable here. Snow coming also. It is days such as this that serve as stark reminders, to me, of how little we have and how hard it really is to survive, homeless and traumatized. As in death, the world around you goes on. The same can be said of homelessness. While IContinue reading “December 14, 2020”
December 12, 2020
Simply checking in with myself. Randomly, of course! 🤗😳😁 Wolf and I were just talking about this year versus last year. The differences. For good and bad. This seems worthy of recall, so here it is. Dear Diary, Last year, Wolf was busier at this time. He had different focus. Still messing around with matters.Continue reading “December 12, 2020”
Rusty & Wolf 2019 