Owning It

Anorexia is my shadow. It’s been with me since I was twelve. It coerced me, engaged me, changed me but never left me.

I hated it. It made me feel ashamed and flawed. Why? Why me? How did this happen? How did a beautiful, intelligent, successful person live a dual life? No one knew. The duality remained hidden.

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On the Road

We recently travelled north from Melbourne to Brisbane, a journey that unearthed memories from over thirty years ago. My parents, long gone, undertook this journey to visit us. This piece is a collage of my impressions on the road.

Up the Newell

Up early after a scrappy sleep,

Our bags are packed, Christmas gifts safely stored.

New Years Day:

Eerily-empty roads stretch out in front of us.

The Newell Highway, the inland route.

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Starting Over

Sending you the strength to sail the uncharted waters of your dreams in 2017. May the waters calm when you need rest, surge through impotence and carry you forever forward. May our goals continue to blossom, revealing themselves at the perfect time.

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Again

fireworks

colour flashing across the sky

all eyes looking up

the past forgotten

mindful moments of joy

involuntary gasps of affirmation

light dancing

unabashed and free

raining down, spiralling up

I stand in the arms of my love

and for this moment

we begin again 

 

A Moment of Insight

My computer DiEd. I tried to breathe life into it,

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‘Let’s get you a new computer. How long have you had that thing anyway?’ Inwardly groaning, I jumped into the car. A new challenge loomed, setting up a new computer… passwords… resetting passwords…moving files… Arghhh………………………………………..

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Stroke and Schicksal

The blurred a patch of the windscreen persisted even I moved my head. Silently I cursed the health centre car; why didn’t they clean the windows properly? I sat in a comfortable parlour with an old fashioned mantlepiece clock, 10:15, doing a home visit.

Assessment done, Issues discussed, began to write up the home exercise program. I derailed. My speech garbled and I lost the ability to write words. I looked at the clock,relieved that I could still read the time, 11:05.

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