watercolour and ink on paper
The first stone
I have been thinking about that list of wrongs, the bad people have done to me. It is a step on the way to recovery, a way to getting back towards a stable and, where possible, happy life. I am happy, I am anxious, more and more I am tired, I am frustrated, I am satisfied. But I seem to have this empty hollow that I don't seem to be able to fill. It deminishes when I have an idea, it deminishes when I have a goal, but only temporarily. I think the hollow might be my continuously working through the latest on that list of wrongs until I realise that I was as much at fault as they were, I am never able to throw the first stone.
Fatty fatso
Now there are habits that that creep out and take over the day when they have no real...
