Writing, I hope coherently, is helping me maintain an internal balance. “By virtue of that intactness, we have been able to make great bounds in what we can learn from them [artifacts, plates, teapots] about who made them and how they were used.” Source: ARTfix Daily Interesting how ,in our current culture professional (non-domestic), careers… Continue reading The Emptiness of Space
Category: Journal
personal journal
The List
Another day has dawned. I am sleeping four consecutive hours at night, and dozing off occasionally after that, until I get tired of thinking and hurting, so I get up. This morning I arose at 4:30 a.m., having been awake for quite some time. Sleep is the real challenge right now. The nausea has subsided,… Continue reading The List
Another Day, Another Stitch
I can see how adjusting to living with a man who was my spouse, who I wanted to be my spouse, but now is only a man I am living with, is going to take some time. Painful encounters today: Sending New Year’s Greetings from only me, many tears. Filling in a form with a… Continue reading Another Day, Another Stitch
One True Thing
I am living in my marital home with a man, with whom I am not in a marital relationship. There, the one true thing I know about my new life. Three days ago I thought I was living in a family, myself and my loving husband Attila. Attila lived up to his name, slaying our… Continue reading One True Thing
Worst New Year’s Eve Ever!
It was a hell of a day yesterday. Attila changed his mind, suddenly, again, and again feels the marriage is over, and that what he wants out of life is to “smoke cigarettes, paint (art), listen to loud rock music, and only think about himself”. He says he is running out of time and that… Continue reading Worst New Year’s Eve Ever!