The Little Loser

Three pounds. Last Monday revealed, after completing two weeks of intermittent fasting, that I lost three pounds. Thank God. It was a paltry relief, though, if that makes sense. I’m not gonna say I expected that simply narrowing the window of time I spend eating each day was going to quickly morph me into a […]

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Cleaning Up Sick

I realized the other day that I’m unhappy. Not depressed, miserable, anxiety riddled, or on the verge of a meltdown, but just that general feeling of melancholy that means I spend my days in a touchy state of unhappiness. I may be doing worlds better as far as my illness goes. But the coping mechanisms […]

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Flare or Flu?

Shortly after Thanksgiving my 101-year-old grandmother choked on a piece of food. She came through surgery okay, but after a week or so there was fluid collecting around her lungs and her heart wasn’t functioning properly. Like most do when one happens to be 101, her doctors recommended hospice. I haven’t seen her since her […]

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She Didn’t Come Home

I watched her for the better part of six months. Ever since I saw her in the elevator on that spring day and realized she was pregnant, I started paying attention. She lived on the same floor of my apartment building, two doors down. Yet we never spoke beyond the occasional head bob or mumbled […]

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And So I Try

I’m on a mission of self-improvement. The life I’m living isn’t one I want to keep investing in. Instead of continuing to make excuses for myself, all the while growing increasingly more miserable, I’m determined to do something about it. Concurrently I have a chronic illness that kind of does what it wants regardless of […]

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