Al-Anon, demons and comic material potentials
06.20.06 (11:32 am) [edit]I have begun to attend Al-Anon meeting; I just realized there is this new chapter unfolded in our marriage. I understood so many things that I did/could not understand about myself as well as the spouse who has got the addiction problem. I almost finish Call Me Crazy by the actor Anne Heschee, whose works are known as appearances like Wag the Dog, but her mental break down case along with her quite neglected and abused childhood is more known as well as her high profile love affair with Ellen DeGeneres, the actor who is also very known for her stand for being openly a lesbian. I found this autobiography Call Me Crazy somehow interesting in terms of a case study of how to outgrow, overcome and live a life of being fucked up and being frank about it. Because, you know, only truth sets you free; this book was touchyng for it offered such an account in quite a level of honesty and she documented the process of how to come to terms with the truth of herself, no matter how horrible it has been. I always thought Heschee might be a really good comic material in a sit com, or something specifically targeted to be funny like Saturday night live. I do not see any reason why she did not pursue the direction istead of being cast as roles she never seemed to fit and appeared to be somehow very misfit in any movie she did.
This might draw a conclusion; there is certain connection between laughter and demon, and loving and the void of love. When you are devoid of love, you try to love to regain the loss.
the intuition and the bond
06.10.06 (8:21 pm) [edit]I have been married for three months by today, and find it utterly a joke not only for my case but also as a institution. What a degraded and economical form it is to control human behavior. The movie A night at maud's by was a great take on this issue, a marriage for the lowest form of compromising for men and women to meet their practical needs, only in the very reduced form.
However, I am happiest today ever since the beginning of April when my husband started the uncontrollable binging, because I could never stay with him without fighting badly for his getting ultimately agitated because of his drug problem and the conflict it causes us. what a road we are treading, for some reason we do not even know, but something like intuition we might have and the attachment we feel enough to be called the bond.