Comments on: Question of the Week: Obsession

By: kerrie _

kerrie _ — Tue, 20 Mar 2007 19:42:56 +0000

i have just seperated from my partner of 14 years.he ended the relationship.i think the grief and rejection has lead me into a full blown and very damaging obsession.i think about him and us constantly.i never get a break from this craziness.i become enraged at the thought of him getting on with his life and my rage brings about compulsions that i must carry out regardless of the serious consequences.i then promise myself not to act on these overwhelming compulsions again.but i do , over and over again.this obsession has taken over my life.i think up elaborate plots to ensure he cant enjoy his life, carry out my plans,then regret my actions afterwards….till the next time.i tell him how much i love him after i continue to harass and attempt to destroy him.this cant be love.i am a recovering drug addict but i fear this is my new addiction/obsession.i imagine what he may be doing and run with it.i feel the need to know his every move his every thought.i hate that my entire head space is taken up thinking about this.dont think about it then?thats just it….i cant help but think about it..i only have a rest from this when i am asleep.it is exhausting doing all this thinking,wondering,plotting, regretting,….obsessing.

By: Susan Henderson

Susan Henderson — Sat, 11 Nov 2006 12:19:47 +0000

Stacy – Welcome to LitPark! I love what you said here, and boy, do I relate.

By: stacy barton

stacy barton — Fri, 10 Nov 2006 13:20:55 +0000

in my life i only have two natural states – obsession and non-obsession. any middle ground is gained largely through medication, barefoot walks and the drink of the irish gods…guinness. grin. glad to have found your site.

By: Susan Henderson

Susan Henderson — Thu, 19 Oct 2006 18:46:34 +0000

That’s a wonderful question, LeRoy! It would be fun to write a story and try to discover where one turns to the other.

By: Leroy

Leroy — Thu, 19 Oct 2006 03:09:09 +0000

I’m not sure I have obsessions. I have passions, which can last for hours or sometimes years, but when does a passion become an obsession?

By: Tish

Tish — Thu, 05 Oct 2006 13:16:08 +0000

Everything. That’s what I obsess over. Germs in public places, success, failure, if I’ve offended someone in an email, the real meaning behind people’s words, death (gulp).

It’s exhausting.

By: Susan Henderson

Susan Henderson — Thu, 05 Oct 2006 11:32:21 +0000

Lauren – Ha! Great.

Myfanwy – I hope you didn’t pick up your horoscope habit from me.

Joe – I need to tell you that your blog post yesterday is one of the best pieces of writing on the tough, tough subject of 9-11 that I’ve ever seen. I’m going to link it here:

http://joe-minus-net.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-time-i-visited-world-trade.html

Darrin – Hi! I’m going to quote you on Friday’s Weekly Wrap.

Utahna – How great to see you here! The amazing thing about pregnancies and babies is that bioloby demands that you obsess about them. It’s hardwired obsession. I want to read your recommendations.

Mikel K – Thank you for your poem. I didn’t know you had a Bundy connection. I’m sorry.

Carol – Welcome! And what a wonderful commentary on obsession turning into passion. I almost wonder if you might expand that and publish it somewhere.

Brad – I’m so glad you’re here! I need to catch up on the latest nervous breakdowns.

I love Obama, too. But my Google friend is backing Mark somethingerother from Virginia, and that makes me think the money and publicity will overwhelm his chances. Oh yeah, Mark Warner.

By: Brad Listi

Brad Listi — Thu, 05 Oct 2006 05:54:18 +0000

I’m obsessed with earning a living as a writer. Boring, and probably totally unoriginal in this forum, but entirely true.

And I’m pretty much obsessed with my girlfriend.

And I’m kind of obsessed with Barack Obama.

I really want him to run for president in ‘08.

I think he might be The Chosen One.

By: Carol Novack

Carol Novack — Thu, 05 Oct 2006 03:11:46 +0000

After men ah pause, I can’t say that I relate to the word “obsessed.” I used to fall in love at the drop of a hat with colorful plummage. I would’ve DIED, but I swooned & suffered. So I was obsessed with this one, that one, and even that one & suffered & suffered; but eventually turned romantic obsessions into actions of other sorts (eg, political, legal/constitutional battles). I now relate to the word “passionate,” albeit its absurd limitations & flights of fancy/fantasy. I am “passionate” about my magazine, my writing, my self-exploration, getting it all right before I fall into the Black Hole. Knowing there’s no getting it “right,” only process, going through process & feeling free and delighted enough to keep on, keep on trusting … process.

By: mikel k

mikel k — Thu, 05 Oct 2006 00:54:04 +0000

further obsessions with possible further explanations
by mikel k

in college i became obsessesed
with beer and bourbon
making out and sleeping in

and when my friend
margaret bowman and several of
her chi omega sisters
were killed
i became obsessessed
like the rest of tallahassee
with trying to figure out
who could have done such a
mean and evil thing

thanks ted bundy

after college i became further
obsessed with alcohol
i went on the road
hitchiking for a bit
up and down the east coast
fascinated with such a
lifestyle

nowhere to be
nobody to answer to
i could have stayed out there

but i was obsessed with
having to be somewhere
having to be somebody

in la i was obsessed with the beach
but not so much as with the buzz
and the buzz lead me to atlanta
where i got obsessed with punk rock

i obsessed with going to clubs
and writing about bands for my
music column “backstage pass”

the buzz started getting me locked up
and i started obsessing on just what
had got me locked up the night before
and how i was going to get out.

(perhaps to be cont…)