It’s that thing where you can’t decide whether you’re the catalyst or the victim. Or maybe both. And if you can simultaneously be both, how can you blame someone else for the way you’re feeling?
Only a matter of time / Opinions I will try and rewrite / If life had background music / Playing your song / I’ve got to be honest, I tried to escape you, but the orchestra plays on.
It’s that thing where you are being hurt and hurting someone else. And you aren’t sure which one is worse.
It’s not that I hang on every word, I hang myself on what you repeat. It’s not that I keep hanging on. I’m never letting go.
Admitting you’re the reason why you’re hurting maybe hurts worse than doing the hurting or being hurt.
Does that make sense?
Not much does.
Hands, like secrets, are the hardest thing to keep from you. Lines and phrases, like knives, your words can cut me through. Dismantle me down / repair. You dismantle me.
Save me from myself.
How many knots per hour would it take for “two ships passing in the night” to travel around the world and pass each other for a few months once every few years?
And sailing ships away they drift
Apart like you and I
Please don’t ask me where I’m going
I couldn’t tell you if I tried
2. Two of OCD’s main features are doubt and guilt.
While it is not understood why this is so, these are considered hallmarks of the disorder. Unless you understand these, you cannot understand OCD. In the 19th century, OCD was known as the “doubting disease.” OCD can make a sufferer doubt even the most basic things about themselves, others, or the world they live in. I have seen patients doubt their sexuality, their sanity, their perceptions, whether or not they are responsible for the safety of total strangers, the likelihood that that they will become murderers, etc. I have even seen patients have doubts about whether they were actually alive or not. Doubt is one of OCD’s more maddening qualities. It can override even the keenest intelligence. It is a doubt that cannot be quenched. It is doubt raised to the highest power. It is what causes sufferers to check things hundreds of times, or to ask endless questions of themselves or others. Even when an answer is found, it may only stick for several minutes, only to slip away as if it was never there. Only when sufferers recognize the futility of trying to resolve this doubt, can they begin to make progress.
The guilt is another excruciating part of the disorder. It is rather easy to make people with OCD feel guilty about most anything, as many of them already have a surplus of it. They often feel responsible for things that no one would ever take upon themselves.
- "Lots of charm!" = old as hell. The stairs will split in half when you walk up the 4th time.
- "Pre-war charm!" - They won’t specify which war. Railroad-style. Built before Anne Frank’s time. She would have hated living there.
- "Sun-drenched rooms!" = One big window. Only in one…
Just re-found this and cackled.
Living on the shore of Lake Ontario, just east of Toronto, photographer Matt Molloy has daily encounters with brilliant sunsets and cloudscapes that he’s been taking photographs of for over three years. One day he began experimenting with time-lapse sequences by taking hundreds of images as the sun set and the clouds moved through the sky. Molloy then digitally stacked the numerous photos to reveal shifts in color and shape reminiscent of painterly brush strokes that smeared the sky. You can learn more about his “timestack” technique over at Digital Photo Magazine and prints are available here.