Talking about rape, abortion, adoptions - also the last 20 years of my life. Don't read it if you don't want to read about yucky stuff. Go anywhere else on my blog, there's plenty.
So I can listen to the crickets better on a chilly night. So I can stop listening to the rumination that is as effective and draining as punching water to smooth it. So I can remind myself that I have yet to think my way out of a single problem So I can appreciate the... Continue Reading →
The Universe Herself seems to be beating me about the head to write. So, here I am. Last night, I watched this video where Joe Polish beautifully, eloquently, and genius-ly speaks about his addictions. You know how, when you buy a new car, you suddenly see your car everywhere, but before you had never noticed it? Or,... Continue Reading →
I have a huge problem with most self help "guru's" or salespeople. Maybe I am too literal, I've been accused of this before, but when I think of self help, I think of myself helping...myself. If I am spending $10 - $3000 for someone else to tell me what to do, I don't consider it... Continue Reading →
As little as two months ago, that question would have started a shit-storm of self loathing, anger, and telling myself what a lousy Mom I am. I don't think any parent wants their child to see them as weak, struggling, or sick. I suspect it is even more so when the sickness in question is... Continue Reading →
I woke up in a bad mood today. There is legitimately no reason that I can think of to be in this bad mood, but here I am. "I feel stuck" I've had enough of feeling this way, yet I feel like I do not do enough. I've been working a lot on healing and... Continue Reading →
When I was young, two seeds were planted in my mind. The first and strongest was, "I can do anything, if I set my mind to it." The second was, "I am crazy." My nature is stubborn and combative, so my life was dedicated to proving everyone wrong while making everyone proud of me. I... Continue Reading →
With a liars tongue, you licked my ear with saliva made of venom You whispered I cannot, as you nibbled and devoured You snacked upon my memories and turned them into regrets Your words like claws inside my mind, scarring as you scratched I breathed in and said, Yes I can You grabbed my... Continue Reading →