May 2nd, 2022 “In America, you have the right to seek the truth and speak the truth, even if it makes people in power uncomfortable. Even if it makes your viewers or readers uncomfortable. You understand how amazing that is?” – Trevor Noah, 2022 White House Correspondents’ Dinner “Uncomfortable.” It’s a word I’ve been thinkingContinue reading ““Uncomfortable””
Tag Archives: Trauma
Good Time
May 1st, 2022 It’s my birthday today. I put on the calendar “write something heart-wrenching, soul-baring, way too much, you know, like you used to” and who am I to argue with the calendar? Living with the problem of addiction means I will always be hungry for more. This remains true in the case ofContinue reading “Good Time”
Second Act
April 13th, 2022 I did the math. If I live as long as my mom did, I already hit middle age at 29. I think about hills. What it’s like to get to the top of one and then roll, fantastically, without fear, down the other side. It’s what I should be doing. Hands upContinue reading “Second Act”
Kicked To Death By Rabbits
April 4th, 2022 A few years ago I did an escape room on my birthday. It was designed to look like the interior of a spaceship. I looked up photos of the room online and spent weeks getting excited for it. When we arrived and my group finally got inside, the room was tiny. IContinue reading “Kicked To Death By Rabbits”
Potholes
March 29th, 2022 This fucking pothole. Normally I would ask you to excuse my language, but then again, you don’t know this pothole. You can’t see it? I can still feel it. Week after week, I would fearfully drive past this very spot; here lived the deepest, most gnarly pothole I had ever set myContinue reading “Potholes”
Black Like Gold
March 16th, 2022 I’ve been trying to talk this idea out for a while now, but I should just try to write it down. Because I am an absolute idiot when I talk, and I am slightly less an idiot when I do not. So very slightly. There’s this oft-repeated warning about good people; it’sContinue reading “Black Like Gold”
Everything Just Is
February 25th, 2022 There are bitter things in this world that we’d like to think have lost their taste. We are humans, look at how far we’ve come, a society that believes that we are post-what-we-used-to-be. See how we have evolved and that history has been written, the future not a reflection but a brandContinue reading “Everything Just Is”
The Song That Never Ends
February 14th, 2022 I feel like today is a good day to talk about vulnerability. Because I feel like every day is a good day to talk about vulnerability. I can’t even count the amount of people who have been reading my posts all these years and then ask me some variation of: “When isContinue reading “The Song That Never Ends”
Bottomless Refills
February 11, 2022 I’m on empty. This emptiness is nothing new. Regular readers (hi, there!) will know that I’m the type who believes in using whatever tools work. It’s why I’m always trying to understand others, especially those who are not the same as me. Feeling empty, as least from a Western standpoint, is widelyContinue reading “Bottomless Refills”
A Ton of Feathers
January 28th, 2022 When people leave you, they leave the things you can’t ask them, too. Sometimes those mysteries are big and heavy and revelatory. Sometimes they’re not. But they take up space in your mind just the same. I saw a lady in a coat today, in the parking lot before we opened ourContinue reading “A Ton of Feathers”
The Den 