choosing to live as rebellion.

TW: suicide/suicidal ideation This morning, I looked at what it would take to buy a gun in Indiana. A few hundred bucks and my driver’s license that matches my mailing address, and I could have a gun by noon and be dead by one*. I wonder how well I could hold it together. How wellContinue reading “choosing to live as rebellion.”

a psychedelic coming out.

I keep coming back with this boundless optimism that I have survived every terrible thing I thought would end me up to this point, so why should this be any different? It may look different than I had anticipated, it may take a little longer, but if I know one thing, it’s worth it to keep going.

just start somehwere.

Here’s what I’ve learned about mental illness over the last eight months: 1. If you really want to get better, mental illness needs to be treated aggressively and constantly maintained. If you know anyone who has been diagnosed with cancer you know there’s no “casual” way to treat cancer. Treatment is fast, aggressive, and constantlyContinue reading “just start somehwere.”

State of the Human Address.

It’s a pretty solid sign of the times when your once thriving little corner of the Internet displays ‘ACCOUNT SUSPENDED’ because you have successfully (albeit accidentally) avoided adding auto-pay to your account for over a year. Since you’re reading this rather than ‘ACCOUNT SUSPENDED’ I’ve clearly accomplished something today. I’m starting out this year 40Continue reading “State of the Human Address.”

Backwards, in High Heels and a Pantsuit.

*cracks knuckles* Okay Internet, let’s do this. What I’ve realized is that someday, maybe even today, my girls are going to ask me what I did the day I found out Donald Trump was to become president. “You want to know what I did? I cleaned the oven door. I looked over a few pins,Continue reading “Backwards, in High Heels and a Pantsuit.”

When Magnificent Isn’t A Compliment

There is the version of what happened that I convinced myself of before I told anyone else about what happened. I did it in a desperate act of self preservation. If I convinced myself it wasn’t that bad, maybe it would just go away. I would forget about it. It wouldn’t affect me everyday. YouContinue reading “When Magnificent Isn’t A Compliment”