Saturday Blues

Well I’m seriously considering throwing my scale out the window. It’s been hovering at 240 again, all week.  I know, I know, plateaus and all that.  But goddam can I just be not fat already?  I’m still maintaining the whole food plant based lifestyle, haven’t even had nondairy ice cream cheats.  I’ve been cutting out…

I Remember

I remember the first time I really wanted to die.  I was eight or nine, maybe as young as seven. It was the first time I can remember psychache.  I can recall laying on the bed, praying for god to come and take me because it hurt so bad just to be alive.  The sun…