Cassandra Disque | March 20, 2009
Recently, a friend of mine asked me what it is I talk about in therapy now after all these years in it. I summed it up by saying I talk about my fear of trying to make something of myself. I’ve spent a lot of time the past year coming to terms with the idea, [...]
Cassandra Disque | March 12, 2009
This week has just been bizarre. My therapist has been pressing me to talk about career paths — in other words, what I am most afraid of and avoidant of. Please, can’t I just talk about deviant sex like I did with my last therapist? It makes me feel better! But there’s something else that [...]
Cassandra Disque | March 10, 2009
A few people have managed to convince me/solidify the idea that what I’m best at is helping others. Trouble is that they all then think I should get a degree in social work. I don’t want a degree in social work. The coursework is tedious. Also, I don’t know if it’s actually social work I [...]
Cassandra Disque | March 2, 2009
On Saturday I covered someone’s shift as a favor. Got home a little after 7pm, sat down on the bed to take my shoes off, laid back, rolled over, and popped my hip out. Sciatic nerve flared up from rolling over. FROM ROLLING OVER! Matt and I had to cancel our anniversary dinner at Oyamel. [...]
Since 1996, my life has been a long journey of visiting one doctor after another. I look more or less fine, but I'm not. My daily pill count is like playing the dozens with a hospice patient. One doctor will say I'm doomed, and send me to another for treatment, but the treating doctor will find nothing within his or her area of practice that can be treated.
My life is better than a comedy, better than a drama. Anyone who has done this knows what I mean when I say that you have to not only know the rules, but also play the part in order to be allowed in the game. Most people find what we go through in the medical merry-go-round to be unbelievable, which is why I call it "The Drag of Gimp."
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