Tag Archives: Sadness

Madman

When I was told I would go blind, I got angry.  At thirty-five, I was still operating under the delusion I had control over my life.  But that dose of fear and pain enraged me.  . First, I got mad … Continue reading

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Sad

I’m sad.  Don’t try to cheer me up — it won’t work.  The sadness will run its course and then I won’t be sad anymore.  It has to run its course because that’s how sadness works. Why I’m sad doesn’t … Continue reading

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