I have some stomach pain today - not sure why. I hope it gets better. Now I've come here to write, I find I can't think of what I want to say. So I'll just leave it there, and maybe come back later or another day. I just wrote about a dream in my dream journal (different part of the forum) and somehow I feel quite sad now. I think it was because part of me really wanted me to add that dream there, but there's a part that is very upset about it (at the same time).
Actually I have been processing quite a few things in past days, and so I guess I am feeling some physical effects of that. Hence I suspect that might be why my stomach is painful.
I have read some very emotional autobiographies lately too - I read one by Richard E. Grant, where he talks about his relationship with his wife and how he coped during her cancer journey and subsequent death, and I cried a lot whilst reading that. I also read Sharon Stone's autobiography and found that to be poignant as well.
I find it interesting that when I started to try to read Mary Bratton's book (about CSA) that I then managed to read it for a while, but then ended up reading lots of autobiographies (these 2 plus I think a few more) and haven't gone back to Mary Bratton's book - it's like I can only manage to read it occasionally before the part that wants to rub things out, makes me distracted and gets me to read other things. I know I'm in control of my bus driving, but somehow I am distracted from Mary's book. At least I can see the book - I haven't lost it/misplaced it. I might read some more. I find it helpful.
Actually I have been processing quite a few things in past days, and so I guess I am feeling some physical effects of that. Hence I suspect that might be why my stomach is painful.
I have read some very emotional autobiographies lately too - I read one by Richard E. Grant, where he talks about his relationship with his wife and how he coped during her cancer journey and subsequent death, and I cried a lot whilst reading that. I also read Sharon Stone's autobiography and found that to be poignant as well.
I find it interesting that when I started to try to read Mary Bratton's book (about CSA) that I then managed to read it for a while, but then ended up reading lots of autobiographies (these 2 plus I think a few more) and haven't gone back to Mary Bratton's book - it's like I can only manage to read it occasionally before the part that wants to rub things out, makes me distracted and gets me to read other things. I know I'm in control of my bus driving, but somehow I am distracted from Mary's book. At least I can see the book - I haven't lost it/misplaced it. I might read some more. I find it helpful.