westernind | Weak #12-15:

Today I'm living in two places. Upperworld is happy and sunny and efficient, but the invisible underworld is a grim pit of rage. The result is a bout of maskwearing; a useful strategy to avoid telling truth, when the appropriate social script calls for polite adherence to the social contract. A delayed reaction to talking to someone on Saturday who told me truth and history. Slow burner - was OK at the time. Now. I rage for her and for all silenced women and children - and yeah, for me too. I will not be a Victim nor a Survivor.

Hush, dear, don't make a fuss. There are no monsters inside the palisades.

And because I'm making myself write it, as a marker on the mountainside:

Off the rails. Off the wagon. In fact, the wagon is off the rails and requires extensive engineering works. However, Railtrack appear to be managing my psyche and have contracted wagon-maintenance out to Jarvis. Privatisation doesn't work very well...

Target: 10st 4lb Current: 11st 13.5lb To lose: 23.5 lbs
Previous weeks

Normal service will be resumed shortly. Sorry to anyone who got brittled in the interim.
Isn't the social construction of LJ interesting...