PATHWAYS Paths of crazy paving Run through my mind. Winding down unknown slopes. Through forests of green. I hear a sound. Thunder-like. Behind. Beside. Closing me in. I run. My feet stationary. I crawl. My body erect. I scream. My voice silent. my hands, an atlas of fear, Cover my face, my ears. Still I … More PATHWAYS

Social disGraces

I’m about to make a confession. Bring out the trumpets, start the drum roll… ta ta da daaaaah! I’m anxious. Almost always. I’m talking about knots in my stomach, shaking hands, can hardly breathe anxiety. My greatest trigger is any form of social interaction. I can cope (most days) with The Caveman, Stretch and Mouse, … More Social disGraces