Blogging Myself Back To Whole

by Lori Dwyer on November 28, 2011 · 26 comments

“And with that first brave, crooked line, she literally began to draw herself back into existence.”
Stephen King, Duma Key


I feel as if I have blogged the life back into myself. Written air back into my lungs and some kind of smile back on my face. Discovered myself an existence again, somehow kept myself attached to the essence of who I am, through all of this that’s happened.

I know, if you’ve been reading for a while, since the Before, you’ve watched it happen… watched the insides of me gasp for breath, then taking gulping sips of it, and sometimes it’s whooshes air in and out of my soul.

In the Before, this blog felt like a patchwork artwork of stories and writing and in-jokes and social networking, of photos and clips and links.

I remember sitting down to write that horrible post, in a friends lounge room, staring at the computer screen. It was a Thursday night, and my husband was lying unconscious in a bed in the ICU twenty kilometers away.

I used to run a meme on a Friday called FlogYoBlog.. it lives at Glow’s place now, if you’re interested. In fact, that’s what I was about to do, when Tony came home that afternoon and every shade of hell broke loose… I was just going to write a blog post. That’s all I had planned for my afternoon.

It occurred to me, sitting at the computer on that Thursday afternoon, that I could lie. Simply post FlogYoBlog as if nothing had happened, as if everything was normal… there were people In Real Life who were pushing for that, telling no one ‘until we knew for sure’, whether Tony would live or die.

It would have been so easy. Connections online, they can be so fleeting. Post FlogYoBlog, hit publish on the five or so posts I had in drafts folder sporadically over the next two weeks or so, then just stop blogging. A few people may have wondered where I was… but people disappear online all the time. The find other hobbies, different things to do.

I could have told no one what happened, except those flesh and blood Real Life people who would have found out anyway.

But that would have just been the beginning. That would have marked this as something to be ashamed of, a truth to slink from. There is no shame in this.

And so, I blogged. And I watched from behind a foggy wall of trauma of grief as my blog became an outlet for pain, and little more. Bleeding words all over the keyboard in a desperate attempt to get them out of my head.  Obviously, all the things that embellish a blog- those pictures, links and what not- they disappeared from my posts, and it became little more than a continual expression of conscious, painful thought, that I can’t even read again now, and don’t remember writing.

But the colour is, slowly, coming back. I find myself taking photos, spending more time online, proof reading and spell checking.

It feels as if I’m blogging myself back into existence. Taking sustenance from what I get here; but also using it as emotional barometer. I can write about things other than the pain now. I can take the time to reread things without them biting them too hard. This has become a little more like art again, a little less like therapy.

It’s a good place to be.


The blogosphere is a pretty good place to be this week.

I’m proud to be linking this post up my lovely Tune Into Radio Carly’s blog hop for International Day of People With Disability.

It’s a UN sanctioned day to promote the dignity, health- both psychical and mental, well being and rights of people with disabilities… the kind we can see, and the kind we can’t.

Any of that aside, I’m just proud to call Carly a mate of mine. She has awesome boobs and an infectious laugh. She is brave, strong, outspoken, calls a spade a shovel, and she knows, even more than I do, what it’s like to have people be afraid of her. And she stares that in the face with grace, dignity and total kick arse-ed-ness.

And it’s her 30th birthday this weekend.

Happy birthday Carly. I hope every wish you have comes true.

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Shellye December 5, 2011 at 8:04 pm

I love the quote at the beginning of your blog. I know what you mean about writing. It's an escape from the everyday things for me. I can throw a God awful fit so eloquently, using words instead of throwing myself on the ground and screaming.

Lately, I have ate, slept, and breathed writing, especially the book I'm working on.

I'm so thankful that writing has helped you through everything, and I know it will continue to help you through anything big or small that you may encounter. You've grown so much, Lori, and that strength is returning. You have rose up to be a mighty woman. Despite the complete and utter torment that you went through to get to be this mighty woman, it suits you.


Anonymous November 29, 2011 at 8:07 am

Hey Lori, this is an interesting article on how REM sleep helps with our emotions – your long sleeps are helping you heal!


Annabellz November 29, 2011 at 5:03 am

Yayyyyyy!!! Great to share your happiness!


pinktutu72 November 29, 2011 at 4:26 am

You're one of the strongest people I've met (well sortof met) I'm glad to see you're pulling out of the bad side of things. Happy Birthday to Carly :)


Claire November 28, 2011 at 11:59 pm

I think you're amazing.



Maxabella November 28, 2011 at 11:24 pm

It's so good to see you peeking out the other side of a long, pitch-black tunnel. Towards the light, Lori. x


JT November 28, 2011 at 11:11 pm

It's a small world Lori I started back reading ur blog as something to keep me company on night feeds through rascal rumps and I actually know Carly too from our little hometown and Kmart days ;)
Your amazing Lori!


Glowless @ Where’s My Glow November 28, 2011 at 10:30 pm

I've noticed you "coming back" & including links, spell checking etc, it is lovely to see. I can feel it in your words too.

Flog sitting has been bittersweet under the circumstances it came to me.


Melissa November 28, 2011 at 10:20 pm

I'm so glad you're finding your way, and taking us with you. You are amazing and so many people love you and are pulling for you to soar after such an unfathomable tragedy. Lots of love.


Anonymous November 28, 2011 at 9:06 pm

Im so glad you made that post that day, happy birthday carly :)


Miss Pink November 28, 2011 at 8:51 pm

Happy Birthday to Carly.

Oh Lori, I don't think you are scarey in the ways you believe you are.
What happened to you, with Tony, that doesn't scare me about you. What scares me about you is your confidence, your complete "I will say/do what I want when I want to" which intimidates me. Makes me feel less of a person. Not worthy of your friendship.
The stuff that happened with Tony is awful. It always will be. But it's not scarey, it hasn't ruined you.
Not at all. x


MaidInAustralia November 28, 2011 at 8:25 pm

I sense some healing too too. I'm so glad darling. You'll still have your ups and downs, but it sounds like you're having more good days than down. And it's so nice of you to throw some karma Carly's way. xo


Sarah November 28, 2011 at 7:01 pm

I knew you were there all along, just hiding away being protected for a little while. I can see you come back more & more each day & it makes me happy that you are getting along so amazingly well.


Carly Findlay November 28, 2011 at 6:08 pm

Thanks so much for this post Lori – it is perfect. Blogging really does heal, and I am so grateful for the community that has formed around you to provide you support.
Thank you for the birthday wishes :) I am not 30 til the 8th though! Still a bit of my 20s left!


Donna November 28, 2011 at 6:04 pm

Words have the most amazing power to heal, and am so glad they've helped do this with you, even though I'm sure the road is still a long one ahead.

Thank you for not shying away from sharing your story – I've kept you in my thoughts ever since and still play the "speak" message though my mind. And its all because you stood strong and made us welcome in your world x


Janet NZ November 28, 2011 at 5:15 pm

Happy Birthday Carly.
And… just so's you know… some of us don't 'disappear'… we are still here… praying for you… hoping… sending the love


Anonymous November 28, 2011 at 3:45 pm

A few months after a forest fire has swept through, leaving just charred cinders and black and grey ash, the first few buds and green shoots begin to emerge.

After another few months, the forest flourishes again, and there is new growth everywhere, all verdant green, full of potential and life. The effects of the fire are never totally gone, but soon the the abundance of new life takes over.

And, so it is with you. And so it will continue to be.

Lovely to see you re-emerging Lori, and to feel the panic and despair being replaced with optimism and smiles.

– Anon E Mouse


jadine November 28, 2011 at 2:38 pm

Happy Birthday from Texas to Carly and her awesome boobs! :)


Lynda Halliger-Otvos November 28, 2011 at 1:01 pm

Happy Happy for all the goodness in your life, Lori. Yours and the kids too.


Anonymous November 28, 2011 at 12:59 pm

I spy some healing…simply awesome! Julia xx


Susan, Mum to Molly November 28, 2011 at 12:10 pm

It's interesting I think, the ordinary things that become irrevocably changed and a constant reminder of that hellish day – as FlogYoBlog has become for you…

Thinking of you Lori, as the first anniversary begins to loom, and so glad to hear that you are healing.

One blog post at a time.

One day at a time.

One foot in front of the other.

You are truly awesome, and awe-inspiring.

Susan x


Mrs Woog November 28, 2011 at 9:36 pm

I see you coming back with every post. It is like watching a flower grow after a bushfire xx


Anonymous November 28, 2011 at 9:35 am

Hi Lori
So very happy for you, its as i said, we "can" feel it in your writting.



Kelloggsville November 28, 2011 at 9:33 am

You make writing like an art form, even when it was/is raw, unproof read and (is it wrong to say?) ugly. You must be a very beautiful lady on the inside that so much care shines outward x


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jacqui November 28, 2011 at 9:39 am

Reading this makes me very happy. And I wish Carly a wonderful birthday!


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