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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life: May 2014
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life. Wednesday, May 28, 2014. It’s hard to write about this topic. It's hard to separate the truth of my experience with what others think ought to be true, to figure out where my responsibility departs from the responsibility of the men I've known, to figure out how to discuss this in a way that's easily accessible to anyone who might come across it. And why are they so commonly the same thing? Yes, of course, yes. At prom he had a run-in with a rich asshole who’d sa...
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life: October 2012
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life. Wednesday, October 17, 2012. I was looking for a mailing address today when I came across an old email that said this:. I wonder if you reach this stage of brokeness, when you know you cannot be any more broken because what you are is already glass-dust, if this is when the God-lightning hits and melts everything back into something new and beautiful and (please God) whole? I wonder how much of me will blow away before the zapping? Links to this post. No Day But Today.
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life: A Very Good Thing
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life. Friday, November 2, 2012. A Very Good Thing. Griffin was in the bedroom putting clean sheets on the bed, a chore I detest in some crazy exponential inverse of how much I adore clean sheets. I'd taken my wedding and engagement rings off to do the dishes, but as I walked from my bureau back to the kitchen, I saw him standing beside the bed, his arms full of comforter. It is a very good thing. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Meet /Contact The Writer. A Very Good Thing.
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life: January 2014
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life. Saturday, January 18, 2014. I came unhinged last Sunday. I came face to face with something I thought. I understood—the same way I thought I understood how big a deal marriage was. I was incredibly wrong. Fuck everything in sight? Leave the man with whom I was madly in love? Each thing she did was as alien to me as the moon. I found myself thinking, rather quietly, that perhaps. Her grief was odd and a little extreme. Even the slightest little bit of it? I seethed....
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life: November 2012
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life. Friday, November 2, 2012. A Very Good Thing. Griffin was in the bedroom putting clean sheets on the bed, a chore I detest in some crazy exponential inverse of how much I adore clean sheets. I'd taken my wedding and engagement rings off to do the dishes, but as I walked from my bureau back to the kitchen, I saw him standing beside the bed, his arms full of comforter. It is a very good thing. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Meet /Contact The Writer. There...
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life: March 2012
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life. Tuesday, March 13, 2012. Sometime in October, I think, I started seeing a counselor. I saw her maybe twice a month. Before our first visit I typed up an outline, a guide to Mena, if you will, and I sent it to Lizzie to see if I had missed anything. It was three pages long. She wrote back to me: Mena, you. Are not on here at all. Then I got it. There were 3 pages. Of problems, but I had nothing. Leave me. It was sad. I was sad. I don’t have to work. I can take the time ...
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life: I Just Can't.
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life. Saturday, January 18, 2014. I came unhinged last Sunday. I came face to face with something I thought. I understood—the same way I thought I understood how big a deal marriage was. I was incredibly wrong. Fuck everything in sight? Leave the man with whom I was madly in love? Each thing she did was as alien to me as the moon. I found myself thinking, rather quietly, that perhaps. Her grief was odd and a little extreme. Even the slightest little bit of it? I seethed....
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life: July 2012
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life. Thursday, July 12, 2012. The Problem with Forgiveness. The problem with forgiveness is simple. It feels like you're letting yourself off the hook. Links to this post. Labels: American pit bulls. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Meet /Contact The Writer. Donate and make me a little more autonomous! The Problem with Forgiveness. Black Hole Yard Sale part 2: Also, Facebook-jitsu part 2. No Day But Today. Ancient Wisdom of a Seoul Sista. The Emancipation of Mulan!
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life: I Don't Stand with Phil Robertson
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life. Thursday, December 19, 2013. I Don't Stand with Phil Robertson. Chick-Fil-A’s chicken minis are quite possibly the best breakfast food on the planet. It’s not practical for me to become an ex-patriot, and my becoming an ex-patriot wouldn’t help the problem anyway. I have to stay here to fight the fight. I’m not leaving my country, but I can—and it’s easy to—avoid Chick-Fil-A. So I do. The following is an excerpt from CNN.com:. And this, “Neither the adulterers, t...
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life: August 2012
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Upside Down: The Writing of a Life. Wednesday, August 15, 2012. I’ve always been waiting for the next best thing. For example, I hadn’t hit high school a minute before I wished I was already driving. I didn’t start driving before wishing just as much to graduate. Didn’t graduate before I wanted my degree. Didn’t get the degree before I wanted to get married. You see the pattern. Elizabeth Gilbert talks about how driven we are to achieve. In her book Committed. I think she touches on it in Eat, Pray, Love.
