I go to therapy weekly. It keeps me even keeled. For the most part. This particular session waded into my youth and the constant battles within. The injuries, the pain, the mental damages from all sides from the beginning. Any time I go this deep into those memories, it puts me in a very defensive place, after years of being told I was lying, or … Continue reading Unpacking Baggage is the Worst.
I am sorry I woke you. I know you have a nice little life. I would like nothing more than to leave you be, but we are past that point. Because I need you to know what the fight is all about. It’s not your fault that you’ve been oblivious up to this point. You’ve never been afraid walking in the dark. You’ve never considered … Continue reading Amends
I am fascinated by how humans hold tiny little moments of our lives sacred. We all have a few things that have taken such a firm grasp of our souls that they affect us. By becoming emotional, by dedicating time to it, by thought or deed. We mourn moments that are ours alone to hold witness. Most of our memories are changed and stylized by … Continue reading Memories and How To Friend
A story about drugs, laundry and a shoutout to a cat. Continue reading Knowledge is Power.
Dude. Crustaceans. I thought I knew them. As a fauna enthusiast and as an eater of tasty things. I really don’t eat that much shellfish. I consider most lobster to be a vehicle for delivering butter into my mouth. I muse about who was the first person hungry enough to grab this buggy looking thing and decided it was going to be food. Maine, Rock … Continue reading Animal of the week! The Slipper Lobster!