Journal Recovery, now I’m finding truth is a ruin

8:24pm

I just had a tiny bit of an epiphany. Some of these anxious, doom-y, dread-y thoughts and feelings seemed all too familiar to me. Not all of them, but maybe 20% of them. But I could not piece together where I knew them from.

Tonight I had the urge to listen to the album California by Mr. Bungle. I always think of it as a really depressing album (it’s not really, it’s actually clever and inventive progressive rock). Then it dawned on me: I listened to that album a lot following my divorce in 2007. The songs evoke the same 20% of feelings I’m feeling right now. Especially the song “Retrovertigo”…that’s a tough one for me to listen to. So why did I want to hear these songs tonight?

I have a hypothesis. I got divorced in 2007 from my ex-wife. I got divorced in 2023 from a part of myself (I say I killed him, but that’s just for dramatic effect). I think the album California is my way of saying goodbye to something I once loved or thought I loved.

I feel better figuring this out, even if it isn’t actually true. I don’t think I’ll listen to California. Maybe I’ll listen to The Bride Screamed Murder by Melvins instead.

Published by oregonmikeruby

I’m a regular guy that happens to like bicycling. I don’t look down my nose at people that don’t bike, or only bike casually, or aren’t into sacrificing their body/money/time/safety/sanity for the sake of biking. I have many other interests besides biking...but biking is the focus of this blog...other interests may come up incidentally.

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