Posted by Barely Knit Together on Jan 28, 2010 in
Creative Nonfiction,
Writing
I hide behind beautiful words. I hide truths that are more difficult to wrangle with than even I know, and though I like to think I’m facing things, I know there will be more, more and more things, stacked like cordwood, like bodies, just waiting for me to face them, that is, to put faces [...]
Tags: family, loss, love
Posted by Barely Knit Together on Nov 14, 2009 in
Creative Nonfiction,
Writing
“I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
I gave her my heart, but she wanted my soul
But don’t think twice, it’s all right” -Bob Dylan
You ask me to tell you about myself, and I feel like screaming, or running, or crying.
I’ll start answering the question [...]
Tags: love, me, who i am
Posted by Barely Knit Together on Jun 24, 2009 in
Motherhood
I’m referencing a post by my bloggie friend Betty, who inspired this response.
We all feel inept and bumbling when it comes to parenting, but most people are afraid to say it. We pretend we know “the answer” or “the way,” so that we can put our minds at ease that we will turn out people [...]
Tags: "the perfect parent", bad mother, letting go, love, Motherhood, parenting, raising children
Posted by Barely Knit Together on Jun 12, 2009 in
The Soap Box
You might know a boy who seems like trouble, who drives wrecklessly and punches walls.
You might know a girl who thinks she is too fat, or too awkward, or too uncool, and it bothers her more than you think is realistic.
You might know a man who drinks like a frat boy though he’s ten years [...]
Tags: cutting, depression, help, hope, love, self harm, self injury, suicide, To Write Love on Her Arms, TWLOHA
Posted by Barely Knit Together on Mar 14, 2009 in
A Bit on the Dark Side,
Mental Stability
Sometimes, late at night, when it’s dark and quiet and I’m completely alone at last, I think: maybe I should never have had children.
And my heart clenches and I start to cry and I want to argue with myself that it’s not true, but there is some little, hard, honest place inside of me that [...]
Tags: borderline personality disorder, depression, honesty, jesus, love, Motherhood, parenting, self harm, self injury, truth