Mother

I wrote this little blurb almost 10 years ago.  It’s a memory my mom and I both hold in our hearts.   One late summer afternoon with my mom we went to a roadside stand and bought corn and peaches. We went home and sat with our legs dangling over the edge of the open backdoor to our trailer park home. The backdoor we didn’t … Continue reading Mother

No, I Don’t Want To Come Over Your Family’s For Christmas OR How I Like To Cope On Christmas When I Am Usually Always Alone For Reasons That Are Not Really My Fault But Sort Of Mostly My Choice

Secondary Title: How To Make Other Humans Who Don’t Get It Feel Deeply Uncomfortable On The Internet This Christmas Third Title: I’m Sorry But It Doesn’t Get Better And Sometimes That Is Okay Fourth Title: PM Me For My Address If You Really Mean It About The Pizza Prequel to step one: Wake up crying and in an empty household. Remember you have cats to … Continue reading No, I Don’t Want To Come Over Your Family’s For Christmas OR How I Like To Cope On Christmas When I Am Usually Always Alone For Reasons That Are Not Really My Fault But Sort Of Mostly My Choice

my chakras don’t lie and i’m starting question the nature of reality, boy

Two summers ago I went to this yoga and meditation retreat center called Kripalu. I was searching for relief from my depression. Six months prior I had stopped taking my medication with help and a plan from my doctor.  The first psychiatrist (of MANY) that had actually agreed that medication might not be a life long thing for me and I could try other things … Continue reading my chakras don’t lie and i’m starting question the nature of reality, boy