May 2012
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Heartsore
That afternoon, I took up the scalpel I’d kept under my mattress for nearly two years. Despite being stuffed under the damp feathers, it was still sharp enough to cut sound and light. I stood in front of the mirror, and I slowly drove it into my chest. It snagged on a rusty, nylon hair, but eventually it effortlessly sliced a vertical aperture from just below my Adam’s apple to that...
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Codependency
I’ve been called codependent twice in the past couple weeks. A friend told me that I was codependent and fueling someone else’s narcissism. Then my shrink told me so too. So I did some research on it (cos I really hadn’t got a clue what the fuck it meant).
Fuck me. I AM codependent. And I HAVE been fueling someone else’s narcissism, thereby fueling my OWN introverted narcissism.
My shrink...