The Christmas holiday is a holiday of wonder… I wonder what my old, ailing, and estranged mother’s Christmas looks like now. I wonder if she has a tree at the … Continue reading A holiday of wonder.
Tag: toxicity
True love.
It’s my husband’s birthday today. Some people like to make a big deal out of their birthdays; my husband is about as far away from that as one can get. … Continue reading True love.
Backsliding.
My mother was dying. That was the crux of the situation on a day in early October when I received a phone call from a social worker at one of … Continue reading Backsliding.
Some people.
Some people wear their trauma like a badge of honor; others wear it like a scarlet letter. Some people will offer support because of what has happened to them; others … Continue reading Some people.
Failed.
Today marks the 23rd anniversary of my reluctant return to the east coast, from Southern California where I’d followed my father and attempted to take up permanent residence with him, … Continue reading Failed.
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.
Arrival.
I’m an Art teacher. That’s such an amazing, thrilling thing to be able to say. Up to now, I have taught art classes and projects to children and adults. I … Continue reading Arrival.
Linchpin.
You have to get used to the fact that there are going to be people who don’t like you. That stern thought slapped me in the face inside my head, … Continue reading Linchpin.
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.
Journeys in the Dark 