Daily Photo: November 28-30
Added 2021-12-01 22:23:10 +0000 UTCSunday, November 28
Last night I got soap in my eye. Even after I rinsed it out, it still stung- except for when I cupped my hand over it so my eyelid could rest closed without squinting. When I squinted or opened my eye again, the burn rushed back. As long as I held my hand in place, I existed in this between state where pain existed inside me but it was not actively hurting me. // Today felt a lot like that, but instead of soap in my eye it was my obsessive intrusive thoughts, and in place of my hand lightly cupping the injured area, I did my best to mentally accept their presence without fighting or getting carried away by them. It’s stuff I learned at Space Camp and the DBT program I went through afterwards. It’s like sitting perfectly still and wiling yourself to remain calm while a swarm of hornets engulf you. It sucks- no two ways about it, it fucking sucks- and it takes a lot of work, but you can come out the other side without being properly stung. I had my bad thoughts the entire day, but I didn’t spin out on them and, during all this, I finally sat down to glue my old pressed leaves to my black scrapbook pages.
Monday, November 29
Once again, I forgot to take a self-portrait- but I did take a picture of this collage I made representing my mood during my second day of the Intensive Outpatient Program in 2019, and that’s, like, kind of a self-portrait, right? And it is representative of my day, because I spent all of Monday working on Space Camp. Not only did I finish and post all fourteen pages of Day Two, but I went back and compiled the first three chapter-ish segments into one single post, for easier reading. I’m feeling so good about this project.
Tuesday, November 30
Earlier today I had a bunch of ideas for things I wanted to write here. Something about the evolution of my ability to be a friend and partner, something about how we are all simultaneously the hero or villain of somebody else’s story, something about this being the last day of the month already can you believe it. Instead I will tell you: I just squeezed Tig’s little paw between my thumb and forefinger so her claws rhythmically extended and retracted, extended and retracted. She didn’t open her eyes, in fact she had that serene expression that kind of looks like a smile, if you’re one who can’t help but anthropomorphize their pets. It’s the last day of the month, can you believe it? Onwards to December.
Comments
Whahaha!
Erika Moen
2021-12-04 19:42:18 +0000 UTCIt looks like the same embroidery stand that I got at Michaels (the craft store chain) about 15 years ago. They still sell a similar one, but instead of a built-in embroidery scroll frame, it just has two bars that you clamp your own hoop into. I 've been happy with my stand. It's kind of a pain in the butt to tweak its position, but because it's got several points of articulation, you can get it to work with all kinds of chairs or sitting/reclining positions.
Amanduh
2021-12-03 16:20:49 +0000 UTCAlso, it looks like you are pouring your cat, and your pose wouldn't look out of place in one of those Dutch masters paintings of "ordinary folk doing ordinary things" like pouring cats.
fred
2021-12-02 13:33:13 +0000 UTCI think you've mentioned this before, but where did you get that awesome embroidery stand? I have recently slid into the demographic that needs orthopedic support for hobbies I used to do while curled into a ball on a hard cement floor =\ There may also be a direct cause-and-effect relationship there that I am unwilling to examine.
fred
2021-12-02 13:32:16 +0000 UTC
