True Stories – but who cares?

1. Protozoa have taken over my right eye, leading to excruciating pain, sensitivity to light, and effective blindness (I walked into not one, but two poles last week). My center of gravity and depth perception are shit.

2. People regularly come into our house. Through the windows sometimes, probably also the doors. We never catch them, but they leave traces. We have no idea what they want, or who they are.

3. I have a surface wound on the back of my right hand a bit larger than a silver dollar. I had a cyst and drained it myself, because life has no meaning. It looked terrifying. Now it’s nearly healed.

4. I would probably kill you if I had to. I will probably never need to kill anyone. I don’t even drain about it.

1 Comment

  1. I am concerned about you from many angles. I cannot be silent and not say my heart cries for you. Your post disturbs me because it speaks of fear, pain and anger. How are you helping yourself. How are you letting others help you.

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