Category: disability
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I WONT GIVE UP!
2–3 minutes·
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I will NOT give up!!
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A Message to Myself
2–3 minutes·
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…from a year ago… I have been crying again. here, there everywhere. Are these tears sure indicators of a heart? if indeed they are, is it a good one? A kind one? A redeemable one? Who knows the answer, but my God. I used to think I knew who I was, I thought of myself…
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“so I love you So…”
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A CLEAN SLATE
3–4 minutes·
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oh so WHITE AND SHINY… Waiting for my pen, for my brush. I just cant stand the barrenness of it, stretching of into the infinite distance, saying nothing. I cant sit in silence either, in a social setting. I would be awful in an interrogation, babbling mindlessly- wait… not mindlessly. I do get chatty, but…
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The Days of Trouble Begin
1–2 minutes·
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“…I will carry the Hurt. But it will NOT defeat me…)
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Where is Captain Jack?
1–2 minutes·
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“…maybe all artists…go thru periods of feast followed by famine…”
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AWAY…
1–2 minutes·
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There are months when I sail along. Then there was April. Ouch. Bipolar Disorder has a whole bag of tricks it can put to use on me, it used all of them. I let myself believe I didn’t need more than 3 hours sleep per night. In fact, thot I, I don’t need to sleep…







