Showing posts with label burn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label burn. Show all posts

Friday, October 21, 2016

Paper Dolls and Bonfires

Paper dolls avoid bonfires. This is just common sense. If they want to roast a marshmallow they head to the microwave not the open flame.

Mental illness makes paper dolls out of real people. Not always. Of course not. There are no absolutes in this game. But in my case, I’m a paper doll without a real leg to stand on in an argument. Hence, I avoid the bonfires of confrontation…

Last night in a fit of self-righteousness and uber-protectiveness, I stomped right up to the flames and stuck my marshmallow right into the fire.

Hence, I’m feeling stupid and badly singed this morning… but still somehow better.

Geez, I am so crazy it hurts.

Until tomorrow…


Chloe

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

The Defining Burn

Like a lit cigarette ground into the carpet with a steel-toed boot, the stain of my panic disorder remains and must be dealt with.  So, off to the psychiatrist I go for my quarterly wire-brush scrubbing.

While it is hardly as demeaning or as painful as that, on the dreaded “day of” everything is a thousand times worse.

*sighs*

I tire of this burn, yet am still defined by it.  

Sometimes that just sucks.

Until tomorrow…


Chloe