Category: First Person

Note: Presentation of these texts or “accounts” of “real world” “experience” from the perspective of “individuals” going about “their” “lives” should not be taken to imply an official Ordinary Times position as to the ontological status or scientifically verifiable existence of so-called “ego.”

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In Which Em Goes Into Hiding

In general, things are not so bad. Yet. In the back of my mind there is a niggling feeling of impending large-scale disaster that will lead to unmanageable anxiety if I allow it to.

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Self-injury & Me

Trigger warning: This post discusses self-injury, sometimes known as “cutting,” even though not all self-injury involves cutting. I’ve tried to avoid dwelling on the exact details of my own self-injury practices, but I do allude to them.

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But Now Sit in Silence

While the country appears more divided than ever, I wonder if there are families like ours-those who felt that divide at one point. But now sit in silence.

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A Boxkicker’s Christmas Carol

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!” Especially the boxkickers bringing the presents, overworked and underappreciated modern
Santas they are.

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Flying High, and Low

“I can’t find the time” is what we say when we want to curtsy at endeavors that are merely day-dreams, and not actually things we have any real passion or desire to pursue

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My First Murder Investigation

I stared at my notes as the last couple hours swirled around in my head. This seemed too insane to actually be true.

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High Sierra Ghost Stories

The past isn’t ever really past, and ghosts don’t ever die. So instead of avoiding them or feeling bad, maybe try confronting them a little bit?

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Hey Man, I Need a Solid…

Being polite is one thing. Being taken advantage of because of being polite is another.

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Oxycodone and Me

In which our hero is nearly mistaken for a drug addict but ultimately gets the help he needs.

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Later, Kimmy Jo

“Life’s a garden man. Dig it!” That’s the tagline on my friend Kim’s Facebook profile. It’s a fitting slogan for a woman like her, a happy-go-lucky girl who never took anything too seriously. Even...

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Now where was I…?

A once prolific OT contributor returns with humble-brag and bad advice.