Man plans and God laughs. Isn’t that how it goes? And yet, despite knowing the truth of those words, the random zigs and zags of life continue to surprise me. I’m currently computer-free. This wasn’t a choice, like my decision to bail on social media for a spell. “Spell” is such a nice, nostalgic word. I’d still have my HP on my desk if it … Continue reading Slightly adrift.
I made a thing. It’s not pithy but I like it. Continue reading Thoughts on inside voices.
I’m intimately acquainted with self-harm and have the scars and open sores to prove it. It’s a strange behaviour, one that’s hard to understand even when you engage in it. It’s hard to talk about and hard for the people in your life to “get”. It’s hard for them to know how to help and near impossible to say what you need. My mom bought … Continue reading Reblog: “Teen mental health and self harm: Understanding why — Imagine Therapy”
In case I didn’t mention it, I dropped one of my medications. In coordination with my doctors: I didn’t go rogue. If it turns out I did mention it, welcome to the update. * There’s been some good. The dread that accompanied the pill-taking is gone. I didn’t realize how heavy the burden had become until it was lifted. But good girls don’t complain. I’m … Continue reading A smashed staple gun.
