Thoughts on Trauma

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 have had a bruise, so all of us have had some kind of skin trauma. To others, skin trauma means something "really bad" like someone shaved off your face and wore it. Not all of us have had our faces removed, but we have all had trauma. And we need to talk about it - because trauma can only be healed by being processed

Catfish

Catfish   When you said I love you Did you know That love was two slices of bread In a make-believe sandwich And that sandwich would become a wall The walls of a prison we built With the meats and cheeses, lettuce, tomato All of the fixings of lies Imagination of what it’s supposed to... Continue Reading →

13 Reasons..

With everything going on right now, I thought this had merit. With the tragic loss of the great Chris Cornell, I thought this post was good to re-share. 13 reasons why I am happy, and 13 reasons why I won't harm myself.  Inspired by Virtual Vomit And J-Dub 🙂 The challenge is to write 13... Continue Reading →

Think about TACOS!

T hank you for what you have creates A bundance - which shifts you out of powerlessness, fear, and seeing problems into C hoice which is your power to Create O pportunity and S olutions in every situation

No, Seriously, Suicide is Not Selfish

Unsurprisingly, lots of opinions, theories, and soapboxes have come out in the wake of Chris Cornell's suicide.  When Robin Williams committed suicide, I wrote a long piece attempting to remove ignorant peoples' heads from their asses, so I guess I should write again... Suicide is not selfish It must be nice to exist in a... Continue Reading →

Baby Got Beef

I would like to humbly submit my magnum opus. Baby got Beef by Mahbuttitches Oh my god. Becky, look at her fridge.It is so full. She looks like one of thoseDoomsday PreppersBut, you know, who understands those preppersThey only talk to her becauseShe’s got enough TP for theApocalypse, kay?I mean her fridge, is just so... Continue Reading →

Ubuntu

Ubuntu Don’t know what comes next Not sure what I’m to do I feel like I just gotta trust And stop putting so much Fear In the 6 ft between me and you I don’t need you at my side I don’t care if you won’t hug me But I gotta stop and question Who... Continue Reading →

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