STROHMEISTER

Tag: IFS

  • The Singularity

    The Singularity

    The man pulls a small stool next to the bed. It wasn’t there before, the stool. At least he didn’t notice it.

  • The Beetle In My Box

    The Beetle In My Box

    Sometimes I feel more alone than alone. Because no matter who is around The beetle in the box is suffocating. So I open my head to let him breathe.

  • Twisted Sonnet

    Twisted Sonnet

    I sat with my coffee and journal this morning and was feeling iambic. At first I was afraid my iron was low, but the hemogleebinglobbinglobin all the while and it was then I realized I was straining a terrible pun way beyond its tensile strength (you tensile! Fork you!)… but I digress… my puns are…

  • I hated coloring inside the lines, so I decided to make my own

    I hated coloring inside the lines, so I decided to make my own

    I hated coloring inside the lines, so I decided to make my own. As soon as that sentence entered my head, I knew it was important. I knew it was more than the sum of its words’ meanings.

  • Unmasking The Exile: Internal Family Systems & The Self

    Unmasking The Exile: Internal Family Systems & The Self

    40+ years of surrendering in advance. 40+ years of self-deprecation as self-defense. 40+ years of believing what they tell me so that they’ll like me. 40+ years of wearing a mask that never let me fully breathe.