Thursday, February 26, 2015
as a kid, I was very smart. lots of kids are smart. I played sports well, did well in school; I didn't have a lot of issues.
when I was 14, I started to have mental health issues. for the most part, run-of-the-mill teenager problems.
when I was 16, I tried to kill myself by drinking Mr. Clean. I don't recommend this. it makes cleaning the bathroom difficult. when I was 17, I attempted suicide by taking all of the pills I could find. I didn't die that time either.
I spent some time in the hospital. I moved into special education.
at 18, I found a job. a year or so later, I got the opportunity to move to NYC, living in my grandfather's apartment. while there I started school at Hunter. I really liked Hunter, I do recommend it. it has no impact on cleaning the bathroom.
at 21 (one month or so into Hunter), I lost my mind. I think that's the best way to put it- its like you can't find it. I spent a bunch of time in psychiatric hospitals, eventually attempting suicide again.
( I used to make a joke, as a kid,
that when someone attempted suicide,
it was just
one more thing they
couldn't get right
I stopped taking medication a few months later because it didn't seem like I needed it. I spent 7 years of mostly smooth sailing- I met my husband, moved to a city I love, bought a house, yada yada. I then had my second manic / psychotic break. they only get worse.
last year, I had my third. they only get worse. this year, I've been maintaining my sanity. that is awesome / something I recommend. that helps my ability to clean the bathroom.
I'm selling my dining room table. I came up with the design & my friend Joel Kikuchi built it. It is solid maple with handmade metal braces (nearly invisible.) The top is thick like a butcher block.
52" long x 32" wide x 30" tall
Seattle pick up only
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
the first step is
admitting you have
& then to hold out
til later, and then maybe, forever
no more little loves
no more 'home'
truth all around
than the known
that is unacceptable
late at night
during the day
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
I've added a somewhat crass feature, which I'd prefer to have avoided. I've never wanted compensation for this blog, which has always been a pleasure (more so as $ has not been involved.)
My preferred form of support / currency is sales of weavings, but I do not make a living from those. I understand that the price of a handmade weaving is too high for many.
The idea behind the donate button is to ask that- if you can & are inclined to- readers make a small contribution to keep the blog alive. It requires certain resources. And I'd love very much to continue doing it indefinitely.
Whether or not you choose to contribute, please know I'm glad you're here.