Pieces of a chaotic mind

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An unfinished poem…

Just a little something I found in my notes from a few years back. Feel free to add your own verse; it would make for an interesting experiment - a collaborative piece if you will:


I hate how my body betrays me,

How it cries when I feel more like raging,

Or blushes a bright shade of red.

How it laughs when I know that I shouldn’t,

Or refuses to smile when I should…

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FUCK CANCER

tunes84:

I would like to take a moment to say FUCK YOU, CANCER, in honor of the beautiful, talented, creative, and so very loved Khimi Paul, who lost her battle a year ago today. She was only 22.

So if you’re feeling the urge to scream or throw something or just want to say FUCK, join me in raising your middle fingers and tell cancer to FUCK THE FUCK OFF.

*raises middle fingers*

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BBC Sherlock Zine

http://www.pyramidspress.com/shbbc.html

I was recently asked to take part in a Sherlock fanzine and I can now say that the fanzine is now available for preorder and will be released soon!!!

Here’s a little snippet from my story:

“John?  John?!”

Sherlock’s voice rattled around John’s brain, only no… rattled wasn’t the right word.  It sank slowly through the cloudy haze that had started to form.  The effect, John pondered idly, was very similar to holding one’s head underwater and having someone shout at you repeatedly from the surface.  Strangely enough, when he tried to breathe, it also felt very much like he was underwater.

Only he wasn’t.  Was he?

“John, can you hear me?”  Sherlock’s voice again, desperate and worried.  Why was he so worried?  What was wrong?

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Damage

This is not my usual post. But it’s something I had to share. As you read this, imagine how your reaction would differ if this story were being told by a woman, talking about how her husband treated her.

I have been separated from my wife for over a year, though we continue to share a house. We live on separate floors. We share the house because we need to parent our son together, and because we can’t afford to maintain two households.

I’d like to tell you a story, illustrating one reason why I am divorcing her. This is an example of the treatment I have received over the past fourteen years.

This evening, while she was drinking her wine, my estranged wife took exception to the fact that I wanted to talk about how tense she’s been. She said she didn’t want to talk about it.

I left the room (so as to comply with her request).

I went upstairs to use our tiny guest bathroom. She began to yell and throw things around the kitchen, then eventually charged up the stairs and into the bathroom, just as I was finishing and getting ready to leave. She confronted me there, holding her half-full wine glass in her hand. Her voice got louder, her gestures wilder. 

She complained that I had upset her by wanting to talk when she had told me she didn’t want to talk. As I began to feel uncomfortable, I said, “You’re saying it’s my fault you can’t express your emotions responsibly like an adult?”

She said, “Yes!! It’s because you want to go off and take a vacation with your girlfriend!” Then she threw the contents of her glass in my face and smashed it against my bare chest.

The results are pictured here.

I stood there, with shattered glass at my feet, glass shards sticking in my skin, bleeding, for five minutes or so. I asked her to move so that I could leave. She waved the broken stem of the glass in the air and said, “Leave!! Who’s stopping you?”

I told her she was standing between me and the door. I felt threatened. 

She laughed and said, “You’re 6 foot 3 and 250 pounds! You can’t feel threatened by me!”

I said, “You just broke a glass on my chest and cut me. You’re standing there with the stem in your hands. Yes. I feel threatened.

She said, “No, you don’t.”

I asked her to move out of the way and let me pass. I didn’t want her to think I was pushing her or threatening her.

She held her ground, waved the broken stem and shouted, “Go on! Leave! I’m not stopping you!”

After I asked her repeatedly, she finally moved a bit and I left, carefully stepping over the broken glass.

I have posted this here as evidence, and to help those who may think that size and gender make a difference when abuse is concerned. People who, like my estranged, think some have permission to feel threatened and some don’t.

Abusers come in all sizes and genders.

She and I went to a half dozen therapists over the years. At each initial session, every therapist took a look at me, then at her (5’4” 150 lbs.). Then he or she would gravely ask my wife, “Do you feel safe?”

None ever thought to ask me.

Thanks for listening.

Because this needs to be shared. Because abuse is wrong no matter what. Because this saddens my heart.

:(

honestly, fuck tumblr. if this was a woman this would be the only thing on my dash.

with that being said, fuck people who think that women are the only ones that can be abused in a relationship. and fuck crazy women, as well.

Fuck abuse. This should have the ten thousand notes that  every women’s domestic abuse case has.

Regards,

IIF 

I’m glad to see something like this on my dashboard finally. Not the fact that he got abused by his wife, but to show that not only women are victims of abuse (like so many women claim). It’s a shame that so many stupid people out there think -and defend- only women when it comes to abuse and not men.

ALL OF THIS

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Drives me absolutely mad whenever people talk about victims of abuse but they only ever refer to women being the victims, and the stats and the studies they show are only ever about female victims. Female victims may happen more often, but that doesn’t mean men don’t get abused too! Men have to put up with a lot of crap and sexism too, not just women.

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The Bad Guy: Loki

A brief blog post in with I discuss bad guys and, in particular, Loki.

Extract:

I have this thing about bad guys, the antagonist of a piece. I just love a good bad guy. I love the truly evil and twisted bad guys that you love to hate, and I love the damaged and emotionally challenged bad guys where your heart goes out to them because you can see what made them the way they are. I think these are the bad guys that really stick with me.

Loki is one of these bad guys. Throughout many different mediums and stories, the character of Loki often comes across to me as one of those misunderstood antagonists that you want to take to the side…

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