The Dove

I figure right about now the Hutton "Dove" (not its real name) is groaning. I am pulling out after 36 long years that ive been trapped in the rubble. Someone (who shall remain nameless) declined to get oil for the heater and the pipes burst. It must have cost all of our small endowment to … Continue reading The Dove →

Two very sick people

Just ran into a bad patch after my last post which involved getting put on the spot regarding my son's promised, belated visit to my mother for her birthday tomorrow. I have expressed dismay at her taking over my son. Then as i was processing this i was thinking about my poor blasted face and … Continue reading Two very sick people →

My book

My book--i don't know if it is an autobiographical novel or just plain autobiograohy--is hung up on 6 slices of pizza left in the fridge in a Holiday Inn near a waterpark bearby. I also dont know if its my book that's held up or just my life, but here i am m to post … Continue reading My book →

Hallelujah!

I disbelieve Sister M. that my marriage is invalid. She herself strongly encouraged ne to trust that i had "baptism of desire" before i was baptised. And before i met my husband i had spent 2 years in religious "training" with a born again Chrustian friend from the state hospital. She was a schizophrenic and … Continue reading Hallelujah! →

Rescue at the urgent care clinic

Had a lovely Christmas alone with the cats: my son's who i always take care of, and my mom's, who loved the unusual attention. I was sick with a UTI and at the ER on Monday morning, Christmas Eve, they kept me for 4 hours because of all the pain in my lower abdomen. They … Continue reading Rescue at the urgent care clinic →

Rape

The problem with my marriage and motherhood is that it started with a rape. Mybex had me pinnrd diwn. Wevwerent using a ny orotection. H exoexmcted him to pull out. Then, at the last minute, he cried out, "Let me come deep inside you! Tell me you live me until the end of time! There … Continue reading Rape →

Another message: brief

Dear Sister M., Through my interactions with you, including finally the baptism, i am healing if tbe bizarre sexual condition that plagued me all my life. More on this later. 2 minutes later: The bizarre mental OCD that started eith imoroperly taking the Tegretil and Haldol in 1987 is clearing. Tbis is incredible. My current … Continue reading Another message: brief →

A message

This is a message to Sister M. I hope that she gets it and that she takes it. I wanted to let you know that it wasnt abnormal what you did, how you reacted, when i talked to you about details of my psychosexual disability. I understand now that it came across as talking dirty. … Continue reading A message →

not nice

The catholic church isnt nice. Not now, especially not in Pennsylvania. i have a dispute with my RCIA counselor. There was some innocuous impropriety. She had the humility to ask me to pray for her. But she cleverly let it be suggested that "no one would believe [me]" if I said anything about the minor … Continue reading not nice →

Disconnect; 2

Moving forward in leaps and bounds. Now, the first major disconnect. I was in the Oxton area (It's a up name, I can't use any real names here) of Massachusetts having graduated from Hutton College. I had run myself out of a job and a boyfriend. I had fallen into a relationship with a roommate. … Continue reading Disconnect; 2 →