I’m so angry, I just don’t know what to do anymore. I have to say something, even if it’s my sad attempt to provoke change or fear into normal people, which I wouldn’t be able to do anyway.
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What a Shit Show
Since the beginning of the month, I’ve been putting all my assets together to apply for another Pollock-Krasner grant. If I spent this much time putting together my application 20 years ago, maybe it wouldn’t have taken me more than seven tries to win it.
Continue readingThem’s the Breaks
Coming home from the dog park, I planned to start organizing my storage space. I said I would do just a single box when I got home. I’ll do a little at a time, I says to myself. And maybe over time, I can get through all of it.
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I hardly know what I’ve been doing lately because my memory has been so entirely horrible. I know I’ve been busy with multiple tasks, including painting. And then there’s physical therapy, neurotherapy, and my regular therapist (psychologist). I guess that takes up about 5 to 6 hours a week, including driving.
Continue readingSuffering Succotash, I Can’t Think!
I don’t know, I felt like writing, but now I can’t think. What was I going to say? Fuck if I know!
…This is the kind of thing that keeps happening. I just started going to speech therapy. Speech therapy is more like cognitive therapy, but “cognitive therapy” is a type of talk therapy in psychology. So, don’t be confused. Since my brain surgery, I can’t remember stuff, I get confused, and I can’t process things like I normally would. Or like I could before the surgery. I don’t know what the new “normal” is!
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