Tag Archives: SAD

My Mornigs at the Bus Stop This Fall

I wake up in the darkness, and I feel like I’m dying. I just want to die, go back to bed and never wake up. I wish I could take my Munequito with me and go as far away as … Continue reading

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What Am I Tired Of?

Quite often I say that I’m tired. I know what I mean, and I think my husband sort of understands it as well. But the other day, when I said I was tired during confession, Father asked me: What are … Continue reading

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Thirsty of Peace & Starving Of Light

I’m thirsty of peace, and starving of light.   My heart feels uneasy, with a longing for rest and quiet, for a peace than sometimes seems unreachable.   But my starving soul tempts me every day and advises me to … Continue reading

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Rebraining My Brain

I need to rewire my brain, that’s the conclusion Lindsey (my counsellor) and I reached after my last session. I don’t like saying rewiring, so I made up the term rebrainig (which is not really a word, but I’ve decided to use … Continue reading

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It’s Easier

Yesterday, I was sitting outside the Art Gallery at 9:10 pm. It was dark, but not too cold. I was waiting to be picked up by my Muñequito because my class ended early. So I was there…sitting on a cement … Continue reading

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It Will Be Summer, But Then, Fall Again!

This year, I’m afraid of summer. I’ve never had this feeling before, and it scares me. I’m usually happy when spring arrives. Who doesn’t the love cherry blossoms? I don’t even like birds, yet I love hearing them communicate in … Continue reading

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Crying Over Small Things

There are days when small things are huge. On Saturday, I cried because I ordered a bad chai latte. I cried because the coconut milk I chose made my drink watery. On Sunday morning, I realised I’ve started taking my … Continue reading

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