Are you ready for the craziest revelation I’ve had in years? I’ve discovered that, much like the secondhand smoke I inhaled around my practically chain-smoking parents for the majority of … Continue reading Buckle up, buttercup!
Are you ready for the craziest revelation I’ve had in years? I’ve discovered that, much like the secondhand smoke I inhaled around my practically chain-smoking parents for the majority of … Continue reading Buckle up, buttercup!
I fucking hate Mother’s Day. There. I said it. My mother is a toxic narcissist who fucked my brother and I up in more ways than I can count. I’ve … Continue reading Angry.
Never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d become a professional artist, at least not beyond youthful fantasies of what we want to be when we grow up. Certainly, … Continue reading No small thing.
Like a toppled wine glass slowly staining the Seder table, sometimes grief spills out and there’s nothing you can do to stop it. Sometimes holidays are just friggin’ hard. I … Continue reading When the grief runneth over.
Conflicting emotions cross Thresh’s face. He lowers the rock and points at me, almost accusingly. “Just this one time, I let you go. For the little girl. You and me, … Continue reading Owing.
I thought it was over. But it’s like the infomercial that never ends, where they keep pushing on you all this stuff you don’t need and don’t want. Just when … Continue reading But wait, there’s more!
In my Facebook memories for today, there was a post I’d shared several years ago that talked about grief. The quote was allegedly from someone named Jamie Anderson, and the … Continue reading Mia Famiglia.
I got a new tattoo today, one that holds great meaning for me. It feels like rather a lot to explain in a blog post, but what I’d like to … Continue reading Remember who you are.
I bring you a small break from the crushing despair and horror and anxiety we Americans are currently enduring to share a great experience I had recently. It’s been months … Continue reading Somatic validation.
Asking for a friend… There’s been a lot of attention drawn lately to what neurodivergence means, what it looks like, what it is (and is not), and what allowances we … Continue reading Is empathy a form of neurodivergence?