Tag Archives: self love

normal

Posted on May 29, 2020 by C. M. Condo

Photo by Austin Chan Yes, I am usually unqualified to write a post entitled “normal.” But occasionally, my inability to assimilate emotion and information, something that has been ascribed to my autism, is useful, maybe even necessary. This is one … Continue reading →

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two and one

Posted on January 1, 2019 by C. M. Condo

Photo by Jenna Hamra Normally, the holiday season fills me with a sense of joy, peace, and hope. I love everything about Christmas; the decorations, the traditions, the music, and especially the Christmas story. I very much relate to the … Continue reading →

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bitten

Posted on August 6, 2014 by C. M. Condo

Well, we’re on day four here at the beach and my busted wing has finally settled back down to its pre-trip pain level; a four or five in the morning, up to a six or seven by the evening, depending … Continue reading →

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arranged

Posted on April 26, 2014 by C. M. Condo

Pain and soreness this morning are way up from my usual, and as usual, I don’t know why. I was already on a downward trajectory by Wednesday, but despite taking it easy at physical therapy on Thursday and not having class … Continue reading →

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stop my life I want to get off

Posted on April 11, 2014 by C. M. Condo

You’d think I finally might have come around to the idea that my body has some limitations. Laid low by a painful, crippling nerve injury involving my neck and right shoulder, I’ve had plenty of time to reflect on the months leading up to it. … Continue reading →

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voices in my head

Posted on April 7, 2014 by C. M. Condo

Yesterday, I reluctantly bowed out of my last remaining extracurricular activity, a music group I’ve participated in since before this all started. Intellectually, I know it was the right and mature thing to do. But I’ve slept so little in … Continue reading →

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