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“Furious. In-frigging-sane. I want to punish somebody; I want to make somebody feel as bad as felt, hurt as much as I hurt.” “Well, of course you feel that way,” my mentor replied. “You want to take it out on … Continue reading

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December 24, 2014

It’s almost midnight on December 24th. I’m in the new apartment, and about 75% unpacked. It took ten friends eight hours over two days to pack my things for transport. Despite an aptitude for number-crunching, I successfully labored under the … Continue reading

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October 21. The date is emblazoned on my memory as though it were carved and backlit. Today is October 21. Exactly one year ago, today, I woke up in so much pain I could barely breathe. Exactly one year ago, … Continue reading

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“Have you tried hypnosis?” I’m so used to the way I am now, wearing the brace, walking slowly to maintain my posture, using a special cushion to support my back, that I had forgotten that most people only see the … Continue reading

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I have a roommate. Not the four-legged, furry kind (“freeloader” would better suit those, as dear as they may be), but a real human. My best and oldest friend is in town visiting for the weekend, and is even now asleep in the bedroom. … Continue reading

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