Precision of Language.
I was watching the movie “The Giver” this morning and this
phrase that is repeated throughout the movie started to click with me. I have
never believed that my vocabulary was inadequate, knowing that I can read,
write, describe, and discuss things with clarity and precision. But as the
film, which is (very loosely) based on the book “The Giver” by Lois Lowry,
continued on, I began to understand that I do not in fact, always have the
correct words to describe my mental...
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Thursday, 30 March 2017
Monday, 20 March 2017
Simply Good

Good. It’s not usually the first thing that pops into my
head when someone asks me how I’m doing. I might say it… but I don’t always
mean it. Sometimes telling people that you’re not okay is even more stressful
than lying – than telling them that I’m okay when I’m not.
But today… today I realised that when I was asked how I was
feeling – ‘Good’ was my answer and it
wasn’t even a lie. I was happy, I was energetic within reason, I was feeling light - I was good.
I think it’s important to take...
Thursday, 2 March 2017
The Invisible Prison

Locked inside.
Like a prison – without bars.
It’s almost impossible to explain.
I looked in the mirror this morning – I looked for a long
time.
I couldn’t see anything.
I mean, I could see myself. I could see that I looked… well…
normal. Aside from some darker circles under my eyes from not sleeping, I
appeared the same way that I always do. As the day went on I listened to myself
and noted that my voice was the same… still light… still happy… still social.
And it made me incredibly...
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