Hangups get a big H in the center of the card. It’s okay if it covers up the name of the person you called. The ones that go to message get a little m. You put it in the corner. It wasn’t like working at the suicide hotline, or the telemarketers, or even the sex line he’d gotten involved in in college. This was different. … Continue reading Big H, Little M
Today I remembered the importance of being doggedly stubborn: after trying for two years and several submissions to get a story published in Cease, Cows, my story “Greatest Hits” has been accepted! Also, in a twist of synchronicity, I recently applied to be a reader for the same litmag, and was just brought on board thanks to this story. Things have been pretty rough for … Continue reading Cease, Cows Love!
Try Luvox. Try Buspar. Try Prozac, but that’s too obvious. Don’t try the benzos. Any of them. They’re what got you into this mess in the first place, you’re sure of it. So try CBT. Try EMDR. Try ECT and play therapy and art therapy and Rexulti and ecotherapy and journaling. Don’t try Fernet-Branca. Or Montpelier. Or PBR. Or the wine that comes in the … Continue reading Anterograde