Category: My Noodle
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Week 4 – Karin’s Quarantine
Hello again, dear readers. Maybe there’s 6? It’s another week in self-quarantine land. Again, this is by day. I think this will be the last week of a journal entry style. Saturday March 28, 2020 – Afternoon/Evening I’m trying to get my brothers to install Zoom so that we can all talk to each other…
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Week 3 – Karin’s Quarantine
Hello my 5 readers! Tim and Mike are vying for #4. Here’s another installment of what’s going on with Karin. If/when things get really bad, I’ll post more often than once a week. Saturday March 21, 2020 – Evening I took the bus into work so I could get my book and meds. I ended…
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Week 2 – Karin’s Quarantine
Welcome back my 4 readers. (I figure I gained 1 last week). I’ve decided that I need to keep track of what’s going on for me. And tell someone about it. Congratulations! It’s you! Monday March 16, 2020 I’m here at home, writing bug after bug after bug, getting riled because I hate writing obvious…
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Karin’s Quarantine Status
Hello my 3 readers! This post is mainly about my experience so far in terms of dealing with the coronavirus. If you don’t know what the coronavirus is, get yourself a Corona, and do some Googling. It’s the new thing going around. This post doesn’t have anything to do with Truth, nor does it tell…
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Damn Flashbacks…
I get emotional flashbacks. I get them a lot. Last Wednesday I was confronted with someone triggered yet another emotional flashback. It’s Saturday and it’s still going on. There is a difference between PTSD and CPTSD. PTSD involves a single traumatic event. CPTSD involves many traumatic events, over time. I have CPTSD. When I have…
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Rage and Helplessness
“It is a very terrible thing to be far smaller than one’s rage.” ― Frances Hardinge, Fly by Night They all need to be punished! A wet noodle for everyone! Including ME! I’ve pretty much lost control of my mind. The same thoughts go around and around and around. I’m going mad. Or madder than…
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The Dark Side of “Perception is Projection”
In my on-going and apparently never-ending effort to help myself become my best self and to overcome my own past and all the crap rummaging around in my noodle, I signed up for an NLP (Neuro-linguistic Programming) class on udemy.com. Aside: If you know the system, you can regularly get 75-90% off all the classes.…
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Questioning Good & Evil
I was sitting outside my apartment building in Motta Sant’ Anastasia, Sicily, in my battered blue Beemer with splotches of red primer all over it. You don’t see that in the U.S. People tend to take care of their BMWs. But I was in Sicily and battered Beemers were common place. I’d just gotten back…
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I Remember…the Good, the Bad, and the French Fried…
Sometimes I wish I could still drink. Really drink. It would be so nice to release myself into oblivion. To medicate myself so just for a few moments so I wouldn’t be obsessing about my life. To have a little ease. But no, one drink goes straight to my bloodstream. Two and I’m the life…
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Bad Teacher
“You suck! You’ll never be any good!” an acting teacher and his students screamed at me while pointing their fingers at me. When I tell you this story, you will no doubt think that it’s horrendous. And it is. But it is also is much worse than you think. Most people would agree that bullying…
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Round and Round
My thoughts go round and round, like a never-ending carousel with all the horses faces replaced with people I know, or have known, or think I know. No smiles. Just snarls and knowing looks. Some maniacal laughter just on the surface of their lips. I just want to get off that carousel. I tell myself…
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Playing Offense
I was walking around Greenlake, my head in a fog. So much anger flowing inside me. I get pissed off about the things going on in the world, things going on in communities I’m a part of, the media with its never-ending litany of bullshit. Ignorant people who believe they have the right to shame…
WildEyed Loon 