I’m at a point with both the state of the world at large and the state of my affairs personally that I am leaning. Hardcore. Leaning, lest I be crushed … Continue reading Leaning.
Tag: pain is heavy
35.
Tomorrow is my 35th birthday, and I think I’m in my Taking Up Space Era. (Is that a Taylor Swift reference? I’m really not sure.) I was lashed out at … Continue reading 35.
Percolated mistakes.
It’s that time of year again, Erev Yom Kippur (the eve of Yom Kippur), where we are about to atone for all our wrongdoings and seek forgiveness for them. To … Continue reading Percolated mistakes.
Eat the frog.
(*No frogs were harmed in the writing of this blog post.*) In my most recent therapy session, I was lamenting to my therapist the list of chores I needed to … Continue reading Eat the frog.
For better or worse.
Seven years. I’ve been seeing my therapist for seven years. Actually it’s officially seven years this month. (Cheers, doc!) (I actually never call her that, but in the interest of … Continue reading For better or worse.
Space invaders. (TW: sexual abuse)
Mad. So much mad. Every version of me, from neglected child me to abused teen me to gaslit young adult me to present-day wide awake me, are all white-hot mad. … Continue reading Space invaders. (TW: sexual abuse)
Quasimodo.
Today was one of those days where I felt short-tempered and irritable and emotionally wrung out. I was bitchy at others when I knew that the real source of my … Continue reading Quasimodo.
Permanent ink.
I had intended this evening to write a relatively simple post about my experience today with getting my very first tattoo. However, more important material presented itself. We’ll see if … Continue reading Permanent ink.
Sunbeams.
When I was a little girl I used to see sunbeams (You know, long rays of light filtering Down through the clouds) And I would think that was G-d Making … Continue reading Sunbeams.
Beat the bus.
Today, I went to the nail salon to get a manicure. Normally, I plan ahead and make an appointment, but I today I just went there when I found the … Continue reading Beat the bus.
Journeys in the Dark 