Author: Michelle

I've lived with mental illness my whole life. I walk hand-in-hand with my neuroses these days, and sometimes I write about what that's like for me. I prefer the peaceful coexistence of détente to the open warfare of the past. I'm also in recovery from an eating disorder that ate decades of my life, pun intended. It's been hard: recovery is very much a walk through hell - the rainbows, puppies, and chocolate fountains come later - but it's worth it. Recovery lets you have the life the eating disorder promises and lies about 💜
off the cuff

I’m an empty nester – an off-the-cuff joint.

I’ve spent the last two weeks packing up things I no longer need, culling the surfeit of possessions I’ve acquired during my adult years with a ruthlessness I’ve not been able to bring to bear before. I am cleaning house. It’s not all for donation. I’m biting the bullet and having a garage sale. I’ve got the date set – the weekend of September 15th … Continue reading I’m an empty nester – an off-the-cuff joint.

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off the cuff

I love the movies – an off-the-cuff joint.

Did you get caught up in the Barbenheimer craze? Did you watch Barbie on the big screen? Did you spend the three hours on Oppenheimer? Did you mortgage a kidney to pay for snacks? For me, the answers are yes, no, and no. I have a cinema loyalty card – I get discounted eats. I’d planned to see both, perhaps even on the same day … Continue reading I love the movies – an off-the-cuff joint.

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Mental Health

Things you’ll see at the garage sale, kitchen edition.

I’m planning a garage sale. For real this time. It had better be for real – half the garage is already full of crap – sorry, gently used treasures – looking for a new home. Do I have to provide shopping bags or wrapping for breakables? Do I have to make change? It’s been a long time since I’ve had a garage sale, mostly because … Continue reading Things you’ll see at the garage sale, kitchen edition.

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Mental Health, off the cuff

When the road’s a mystery, an off-the-cuff joint.

I don’t remember a time I didn’t write. The “I don’t remember a time” introduction is one of my favourite clichés: I wonder if everyone else is also exaggerating? I remember when journalling wasn’t a thing I did, and what’s my style of writing but edited journalling, to greater or lesser degrees. I have a box full of filled notebooks now, but I remember the … Continue reading When the road’s a mystery, an off-the-cuff joint.

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