http://soveryalone.com ...just like everyone else Sat, 26 Jul 2008 18:39:28 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en There are those who have speculated that perhaps Jane is my sexual partner. It's very important to me to make it perfectly clear that Jane and I are not having sex. Also, I am not having sex with a man. Nor an animal. Nor an inanimate object. Let's ... http://soveryalone.com/2008/07/26/clarification-3/ I miss Celexa. I know that it was augmenting my self-destructive inclinations, but at least I felt like I was going somewhere. Where? I didn't know. But "somewhere," even an unknown somewhere, feels more purposeful than just idling the engine. What the hell am I even talking about? That ... http://soveryalone.com/2008/07/25/i-think-ive-used-up-my-allotment-of-emotion-for-this-lifetime/ Up until a few months ago, when I was sitting home alone in my condo on any random evening, I would wonder how many people in my neighborhood -- or city, or county, or state -- were having sex at that moment. The thought of all the happy people out their sharing their love ... http://soveryalone.com/2008/07/24/the-little-train-that-couldnt/ When I said in my last post that "I agreed to go see a real doctor so Jane would shut up about it," I was just joking around. Jane has been an incredibly supportive and positive influence on me during what would have otherwise been an almost insurmountably difficult time. Many ... http://soveryalone.com/2008/07/19/i-was-only-kidding-of-course/ Jane convinced me to get medication from a real doctor. Actually, a better way of saying it is that I agreed to go see a real doctor so that she would shut up about it. News flash -- the board-approved doctor doesn't think it's a good idea for one to medicate ... http://soveryalone.com/2008/07/17/jane-says/ Not too long ago, I realized it isn't necessary to separate whites and colors, especially if you don't have any red clothes. I don't have red clothes, so instead of carefully separating the socks from the t-shirts like some obsessive-compulsive wretch, I just throw in a load of clothes and get ... http://soveryalone.com/2008/07/15/dirty-laundry/ Why bother? http://soveryalone.com/2008/06/14/the-hard-question/ Last night a friend left my condo. I should have been in a perfectly good mood. Instead, something shifted in my outlook, and it seemed like I slid into an alternate reality. The world lost all its color. I cared about nothing. In this black frame of mind, if I found out ... http://soveryalone.com/2008/06/11/backsliding/ I really thought that the visit with my sister last weekend was going to be great. After all, I've fixed what I considered to be one of her major grievances with me: I went and got myself all medicated so I wouldn't be so shy / withdrawn. So I ... http://soveryalone.com/2008/06/10/my-sister-is-not-sane/ Things are going well for me. I no longer feel crippled by solitude. It seems like only a few months ago when I wasn’t able to talk to strangers — or to friends for that matter, especially because I had no friends. When I did happen to say something, I went ... http://soveryalone.com/2008/06/09/two-steps-forward/