June 1, 1944 – Squadron party. Real whiskey, but didn’t get too hi – just happy. Met a W.A.F. (Women Air Force) & we talked English history.
I keep writing about orgasms as crying & then I think about that.
Eva Hagberg Fisher's forthcoming book (out next week) How To Be Loved figuratively fell in my lap. I was at coffee with a friend, saying I needed a new book to read, but I needed that book to be about recovery because I just needed to be heard and understood, and lo and behold, my inbox pinged.
A Godly woman has to make a living, after all.
My friend told me, it’s just about you needing control. I did not respond when she said this. Considering nothing is just about anything.
"We argue about whether we should be more frightened" and "I tried to lose myself once"
She had grown up and now lived in a cold climate that encouraged looking down.
Today on Dagobah, Ep. 1: "The Landing"
Please God forgive me. Please God forgive me.
The day my brother died, my mom ran naked in the street.