Let me tell you a story. Anhedonia is sometimes conceived as one big thing- the inability or reduced ability to experience pleasure from activities that would normally be pleasurable. The thing is, absent certain brain injuries, people do not experience this with every experience. There are some notable distinctions. In
Let me tell you a story. Or rather, an opinion I have about stories. In my era, where fan works permeate all levels of culture, creators can be gun-shy about not "giving the people what they want" (Philosophy Tube, "Artists and Fandom", 2020). Genre fiction in
Let me tell you a story. In the past decade, scientific literature came to recognize emotional disregulation as a key part of certain conditions like ADHD, and my less common diagnosis, developmental coordination disorder (DCD). Ginapp et al (2022) conducted a review of qualitative studies of adults with ADHD, says
Let me tell you a story. Every post on Enjambment comes fresh each morning. I don't write future outlines or killer quips I thought of. By the next dawn, I may lose some deep, profound, hurting memories. But that's okay. They always come around. Life is
Let me tell you a story. Within me are two mutually exclusive forces. One is a whimsical, deep romantic essence that anhedonia and anxiety tamp down but cannot annihilate. It emerges in times of reflection. Like this present two months to end the year. This does not necessarily mean interest
Let me tell you a story. Many years ago, I dated someone who complex motives. I understood some of what they wanted, what they expected of me. And I understood some of what I wanted, though more surface level than what I wanted emotionally. What I did know from the
Let me tell you a story. Earlier in the year, I asked for a ride to a therapeutic ketamine infusion. This had been something the person did several times before, and I had helped with something important for their car as a token of my gratitude. You can't
Let me tell you a story. A couple of years ago, I described to a friend what therapy was for me, week by week. I replied "interpersonal stuff," which is reasonably correct. At the time I was having deep difficulty with someone (described on "The rebound"
Let me tell you a story. I'm reading a manga: The Summer You Were There. It's tough stuff, and judging by the tags for the story, it's going to gradually become more of a downer. There is a lot of talk of deep guilt,
Let me tell you a story. A trait I have, one of my best, is that I can become interested in pretty much any topic. Talking to someone with a niche interest, I probably know something about it. And if I am ever to meet them again, I will learn
Let me tell you a story. Twenty years ago, my older sibling disappeared. Rather, 'was disappeared.' I was nudged unusually hard to go to a sleepover with my friend. During the evening before my mother left to go back home, I noticed she was in a really deep
Let me tell you a story. Tuesday, December 17th, was the three year anniversary of leaving Boston. It was also the last time I was meaningfully in seminary. There have been efforts to begin again, always begin in the Benedictine tradition. I don't want to move again, an