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Musical Interlude IV: Christmas
Today is Christmas Day, and as I look out my living room window onto a still rather green landscape, “I’m dreaming of a white Christmas” popped into my head. The song “White Christmas” is…
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American Healthcare
I have insurance through my husband’s job. His job is changing insurance companies in 2026. Will I get to keep seeing my current doctor(s)? Will I have to beg to continue using my current…
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A Breakthrough
One night, after a therapy session earlier in the day, I tried to get to sleep. My mind flitted, as it normally did and does, from all the reasons why I’m a bad person…
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Musical Interlude III: Time Travel
I found some old videos of my dad’s band. It was like he was talking to me across the decades. What did we talk about? Dreams and sleep.
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The Long Mornings
Waking up early was difficult because of the anxiety. If I was awake at 9:30, surely it was for an appointment or meeting, not. . .just because.
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Bedtime Stories
After my parents died, my identity as a Night Owl seemed like a way to keep a living connection to them. But being a Night Owl was messing up my life.
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What Are the Good Things?
Why did I seek treatment, and why do I continue despite how difficult it is much of the time?
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Why don’t you get a light box?
All the colors of the landscape fade into the cloudy gray Oregon sky. So why don’t I use a light box?
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Something Broke Apart or Came Together
eflecting on these years of language, poetry, love, and trauma, my dreamspace had fragile walls, barely holding together. As my insomnia worsened, it’s little wonder the walls broke and I can now read in…
I just wanted to get some rest.
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