A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding, Where Demons Tread

Dear Friend,

“Are we both so fragile that we need each other’s presence kept at a safe distance?

What happened to the bravery that has carried us so far to this point?

Barely holding on, I think.

We are still barely holding on.

And the lie is that we are better off, more protected if we stay in our own known quadtants – rather than leaping to risk and allowing ourselves to make a mess of it all for creating a new and better shared existence.

Oh yes, it’s going to take work.

And oh yes, we are going to feel very afraid at times and disiriented.

But we’d have each other – do you hear me clearly?

We’d have each other to build trust with and learn how we can rely on each other in true partnership.”

A Woman's Plight, Altered States, The Shower Accident 11/14/25

Momentary Reprieve

“I beat back upon the pain last night to early morning hours from so many angles, and ot finally backed off so I could sleep around 4 or 5am.

The head impact compression distributed into flanged and twisted head and neck bone attachments down into right shoulder deep imbedment, as well as brain swelling inflammation  was hard to counteract without ice or medication.

OMG – everything was swollen and not happy!”

A Return To Innocence, A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding, Reclamation

The Wall Between Us

One night, she delayed her shower and entered the darklit dream world earlier than usual in a desperate attempt to flee the concussion’s pain.

Yet because she was ahead of schedule, as she came upon the veil’s wall that she usually tried to nightly climb in hopes of catching glimpses of him wherever he could be, she came upon his ladder – still leaning against the wall on her side from where he had crossed over to watch her from a closer distance.

A Woman's Plight, Altered States, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense

Some Great Reward

She had not thought of the consequences to herself for bracing against the incoming car’s impact – only that she was in a split second outraged and defiant in her refusal to let the man’s short-sightedness use her and her vehicle as inadvertent means to harm anyone around her.

(Title is also the name of a Depeche Mode album)

A Woman's Plight, Featured Artists

I Slipped

“Fallimg as I leaned forward in the unfamiliar tub, quickly grasping without purchase to catch myself – forehead smacking hard against the (luckily) flexing wall just before my hands landed on the bottom of the tub, causing a double jar-wrench right at the left neck locked up injury compression.

‘FU**!’ I cried out…then turned off the water so that the neighbors would know that I was alive and not feel compelled to call the fire department.

The optimist in me says, ‘Well…I’m working with the right people, so maybe this could somehow have knocked the site loose as a blessing, and they’ll help me inyegrate it.’

But the throbbing pain from there up into the left 9f my head around eye socket desires to just cut loose screaming and further cussing.

Oh yeah – and now that side if my face is throb-twitching…so fuuuuunnnnnn.”