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Thursday, November 12, 2009 (22:24:12) - Blah and bleh, clues to my blues
It rained yesterday. It was gray. It was cold. I was off work for Veteran's Day. I should have been joyous, but I felt the Plath bearing down on me. When I read her unabridged journals, I thought, "What the hell does this woman have to be so sad about? Just get over yourself!" However, now that I have so recently been overhwelmingly sad for no good reason, I realize what a feat it is that she could write at all and her descriptions of how she felt were so apt.

I felt so down that I couldn't write at all. I wanted to, but I can't go to the page with my negativity, which is why I go for so long without writing at times. I have the hardest time being honest with myself and writing in my journal requires that.

I spent yesterday sleeping and weeping and feeling like a loser for setting such a bad example for my children. But I just couldn't dig myself out of the doldroms. I felt like some huge monster was sitting on my chest--cataclysmic--and I literally did not have the energy to move.

Here is the one thing I did manage to write before I gave in to my despair and took some Nyquil:

Sometimes when I'm egotistical I feel
phenomenal--
phenomonal woman--
but now there's rain in my soul,
this dampness that molds
ruining all the good things.


Just a small gem, but I hope it captures that mood swing that overcame me.

B
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    The Sad Nomad

    I sit alone in darkened room.
    Empty house saddens me.
    Just days ago we gathered here
    communing joyously.

    The Ryder came today and moved
    My friend’s stuff, all away.
    Putting life in boxes, packing.
    Why can’t we all just stay?

    Life moves forward—to the next house.
    New bedrooms to make ours.
    The future is today—now—
    We must pick our flowers

    Uprooted, and onward to home.
    Roommates and friends no more?
    Destined to be acquaintances?
    Are we shutting these doors

    To our past? Growing up too fast?
    My stuff is so battered.
    Each upheaval, something
    Is lost; books, clothes—tattered.

    And like these material things,
    My inside space is torn
    With each sad parting and goodbye.
    I’ll decorate—and mourn.

    Fall, 2000 Boone, NC

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    bfaulkner's recent Blog entry. Blah and bleh, clues to my blues ( 66 reads) Thursday, November 12, 2009 (22:24:12)
     
    It rained yesterday. It was gray. It was cold. I was off work for Veteran's Day. I should have been joyous, but I felt the Plath bearing down on me. When I read her unabridged journals, I thought, "What the hell does this woman have to be so sad about? Just get over yourself!" However, now that I have so recently been overhwelmingly sad for no good reason, I realize what a feat it is that she could write at all and her descriptions of how she felt were so apt.

    I felt so down that I couldn't write at all. I wanted to, but I can't go to the page with my negativity, which is why I go for so long without writing at times. I have the hardest time being honest with myself and writing in my journal requires that.

    I spent yesterday sleeping and weeping and feeling like a loser for setting such a bad example for my children. But I just couldn't dig myself out of the doldroms. I felt like some huge monster was sitting on my chest--cataclysmic--and I literally did not have the energy to move.

    Here is the one thing I did manage to write before I gave in to my despair and took some Nyquil:

    Sometimes when I'm egotistical I feel
    phenomenal--
    phenomonal woman--
    but now there's rain in my soul,
    this dampness that molds
    ruining all the good things.


    Just a small gem, but I hope it captures that mood swing that overcame me.

    B

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    Ocean of Love


    Love is like an ocean—
    never ending and depths unknown.

    Love is like an ocean—
    natural & calm,
    yet full of unharnessed passion..

    Love is like an ocean—
    beautiful, yet dangerous.

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    Lenoir, NC 1996


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      by Mayah on Sunday, March 15, 2009 (09:40:51)
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      Love your avatar, Excellent job in your web page... Maya


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      by orchidmask on Wednesday, October 08, 2008 (06:01:08)
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      Scar cut deep.
      Deeply personal and alive with emotion. Nice work.
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      by Huberjack on Wednesday, September 03, 2008 (13:06:23)
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      Love your profile pic and your writing style. Looking forward to more of your work.

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