A raw, honest reflection on processing Trump’s re-election, finding hope through authentic resistance, and choosing defiant joy in the face of political despair.
Whenever people tell me I’m brave, I feel like a huge fraud. I don’t feel brave. At all. Friends and strangers alike reference me sharing about my abusive…
You guuuuuuyyyyyyyssss! Why is it so cold?? Yes, yes, yes. So many of you live in actual cold climes. Don’t @ me. But I truly believe this cold…
To see a video of me reading, please scroll to the bottom or go here. Safe as houses, they say. I have never heard anything more ridiculous. Houses…
[Content Warning: descriptions of physical abuse.] It’s been 7 years since I excised my father from my life and the lives of my children. Lately, as I’ve been…
Author’s Note: This post has ample use of the F-word and if that offends your sensibilities, it’s best to skip this in its entirety. Here’s the obscenity free…
One thing about myself that I’ve noticed a lot but have had a hard time doing anything about is my tendency to play the blame game. I know…
It is scary stuff to admit what you want. It terrifies me to state what I want without any flippant remarks or deprecation. It seems wrong. Or arrogant.…
I don’t know whether it is a symptom of reading one too many dystopian novels, but more and more often, when I ponder our future, I am afraid.…