<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154622246459293914.post7883273810960956154..comments</id><updated>2009-12-12T11:10:05.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on up and up: Day 28: Resurgence</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tommyomalley.com/feeds/7883273810960956154/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154622246459293914/7883273810960956154/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tommyomalley.com/2009/11/day-28-resurgence.html'/><author><name>Tommy Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937320398556226978</uri><email>tommyomalley@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154622246459293914.post-1635196951783775929</id><published>2009-12-12T10:26:24.395-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:26:24.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom, Your read was/is very poignant.

I became, wh...</title><content type='html'>Tom, Your read was/is very poignant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became, while reading a part of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whirled into the chaos of what happened to you and why. I don&amp;#39;t know all the specifics, but I feel the confusion, the feeling that you need to close your eyes, not in the childhood hopes of waking up to find a sunny day, but just to close them to rest your mind from the paintbrush going back and forth in your head. A technique. I know, I use techniques almost daily. I have no answers for you. I do have some advice from someone who went through what you are going through. I tried to go back, when I was abandoned. Tried for years. Sometimes I thought I was accepted. But not. I still cry, sometimes. I still go to therapy.  I journal.New past horrific memories pop out of no where. I hurt. I blame myself. The cycle I go through, is probably the same one you float into. I would love to be uplifting, but if they don&amp;#39;t come to you, the chances that the people you mention will love and accept you as you, aren&amp;#39;t too high. I say this because I don&amp;#39;t want you to self-struggle for 20 years and going as I have.  Love you unconditionally. I think you know who I am. I hope so.Talk soon.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154622246459293914/7883273810960956154/comments/default/1635196951783775929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154622246459293914/7883273810960956154/comments/default/1635196951783775929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tommyomalley.com/2009/11/day-28-resurgence.html?showComment=1260631584395#c1635196951783775929' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.tommyomalley.com/2009/11/day-28-resurgence.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6154622246459293914.post-7883273810960956154' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6154622246459293914/posts/default/7883273810960956154' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>