Voices of Recovery

The Objects Speak

The Objects Speak

A little boat with iron bushmen in it on a curio shelf, saying “That man is a bigot.”A little clay pot made into a mouth with eyes, saying “Watch out, he is mean.”Many old-style keys framed on black velvet and under glass, saying “So many lies, such hurt, such...

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Why?

Why?

In order to regain a best connection with my inner young adult, I decided to listen to all my old cassette tapes (more than 150!). Thanks to osteopathic care, I suffer less from hyper-acousia, and have become able to listen to music again, but no more than one or two...

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My Linus

My Linus

When I was a kid, I had a crush on Linus, the character in the “Peanuts” cartoon. Linus had an oppressive older sister, Lucy, whose dictatorial ways he had to manage, sometimes avoiding her, often obeying her, occasionally defying her. He took refuge in his blanket,...

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Sous le maquillage

Sous le maquillage

Je croyais naïvement au dicton populaire « Donner, c’est donner. Reprendre, c’est voler ».  Mais j’ai découvert récemment qu’une somme rondelette, reçue en « cadeau » il y a 15 ans, était en réalité munie d’un « élastique de rappel ». Sous le maquillage, la belle...

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