Because thou hast the power and own’st the grace To look through and behind this mask of me (Against which years have beat thus blanchingly With their rains), and behold my soul’s true face, The dim and weary witness of life’s race,— Because thou hast the faith and love to see, Through that same soul’s distracting lethargy, The patient angel waiting for a place In the new Heavens,–because nor sin nor woe, Nor God’s infliction, nor death’s neighbourhood, Nor all which others viewing, turn to go, Nor all which makes me tired of all, self-viewed,– Nothing repels thee,…Dearest, teach me so To pour out gratitude, as thou dost, good!Continue reading “He Loves Me Like That”→
Have you ever felt inadequate? Inferior? Helplessly cornered by your own personality? Faced with a job you feel utterly incapable of accomplishing? Congratulations! You are a normal human being! Or at least you have me as an ally in weirdness. I’ve despaired Continue reading “Personality”→
I ground my forehead into my hands with agony.
I can’t do it. I can’t.
The world looked bleak and hard and cold. The impossibilities of adapting to the standards of college life overwhelmed me with despair. Continue reading “When It Feels Weird”→