old (2007), Uncategorized

born-again

I am going away with him to an unknown country where I shall have no past and no name, and where I shall be born again with a new face and an untried heart.

— Sidonie Gabrielle

Yesterday, I was malingering about all the confusion swirling in the pit of my soul and my suspicion that I must be brain-damaged because I can’t remember how to interact with men. Hearing this, my therapist laughed and then said, Maybe this means you’ll be able to recognize a healthy situation when it comes your way. And I realized I really, really hate it when she’s right. I’m going to think about this Thursday, when I will be alone with a man (at a movie, but still…) for the first time in two months…

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