From the Desk of Penelope Przekop
If you've been following along, this may be a good time to go back and read the introduction to The Aberration Nation Teen Event.In 1985, my parents divorced. I had managed to isolate myself from everyone. Coincidentally, I studied death and dying in a medical sociology class. No one knew how I felt or what... Continue Reading →
During 1984 and '85, I wrote less in my journal, and instead focused on writing poetry. As I noted in the the introduction to the Aberration Nation Teen Event, don't expect award winning writing--only honesty.In January of 1984, I graduated from high school early and started college in my hometown, Shreveport, Louisiana. That summer one... Continue Reading →
... I HAVE TO love myself the most--not be selfish but just have self esteem, and know that I can accomplish so much in my life--and I will...***... I feel like I'm just walking through a dessert and there's no one around for hundreds and hundreds of miles. I just don't understand, and it hurts... Continue Reading →
... All I know is that if I just had one kiss from that guy, that's all I would need to sustain me for at least another six months ....***Love that hurts,Love that takes,Love that lovesFor loves own sake ...***... Yesterday I had the most traumatic experience of my life. I cannot explain it but... Continue Reading →
My DiaryPages of love and tears,Special tidbits picked up through the years,From girl to women,From daughter to mother,The pages may tear and fade,But the hopes and fears will live forever.***... Sometimes I feel sad, sometimes glad, to be me. Am I the only one with problems? I cry out for someone to solve them. I'm... Continue Reading →
