The first and most emphatic thing I can say is that We are all being traumatized right now The most difficult part of trauma is that most people don't like to use the word trauma. There is a misunderstanding that trauma is "so bad". If you had a bruise, it's skin trauma. All of us... Continue Reading →
Have you seen the whole "Shakespeare wrote King Lear while quarantined thing"? It's like an earworm for me. It's not like I'm even wasting my time (on the surface). I'm spending a lot of it with the kids, books I've been meaning to read, journaling I've been meaning to do, introspection I've been avoiding,... Continue Reading →
To say I needed this would be like saying water is wet. Which it is, just as chaos is order and there’s bad in good and good in bad. ☯️ With everything going on, I keep saying: kindness, compassion, and gratitude can spread more quickly than any virus. We learn this truth in suffering. It... Continue Reading →
The following things, in no particular order, are top priorities: -Gratitude for everything, even the things pissing me off -Feeling feelings without trying to change them -Being a being without trying to change me -Breathing more deeply and letting things breathe -Reading more, thinking less -Getting outside and not being a hermit -Make new friends... Continue Reading →
5 years ago, 2 people fought and 5 lives imploded. Countless others were hurt in the fallout. 4 years ago, I was continuing to be a functional alcoholic, self harming and taking out all my pain by starving myself and living on beer, a slice of ham and multivitamins. 3 years ago, I left the... Continue Reading →
Hello there. Today was my 10th day writing on WordPress. I didn't get a badge, and I'm feeling a kind of way about it. I'm not saying that things like pictures of badges or streaks motivate me. I am saying that today was my 1025 day on Timehop and I just so happen to be... Continue Reading →
There is a part of me That’s like the period After a capital K In response to a lengthy Text There is a part of me that chokes when my thumb speaks on my behalf. I question if I’m needed, or if it’s overkill. I question if I’m petty, or just an outright bitch?... Continue Reading →
Facebook asked me what I would want to do if I won the lottery. So, the odds of winning the lottery are 1 to 175 million, on average. Did you know, in order to be born, you were 1 of roughly 80 to 1800 million sperm? Your birth was quite literally winning the sperm lottery.... Continue Reading →
