The Other Me
‘Epilogue’ i. As I stepped into my new life, I settled into a routine: work; come home and work on revising whatever I’d just finished; make dinner and wash up; then work on something new in writing. Every now and again I would catch up with friends. It wasn’t much, but it was more than I’d ever had. One night I had just made dinner when a friend I’d studied with messaged me that a mutual friend had taken his own life – a young guy, in his mid-twenties, smart, witty, handsome, and talented. He’d even written a novel, which he had told me in the past he was slowly…
The Other Me
‘The Other Me’ i. While all this was going on, my relationship with Allie continued to have its ups and downs. During my initial recovery, she would sometimes get me, and take me to her place, just to get me out. Or she’d pick me up after some of my nerve blocks, and take me home. As usual, her efforts were generous and big-hearted. But, conversely, we still argued about lots of the same things, until I felt myself splitting in two, unsure of what direction to take – wanting it to work, but learning to accept it wouldn’t. The anxiety and stress became ingrained in my head, in my…