If you asked me 5 years ago, I would have said I wasn’t creative. There were many reasons why I felt that way, but they all simmered down to 1 thing: I didn’t feel like I deserved to do so. It is an unspoken rule that the title of “Creative” is something that must be … Continue reading What Does it Mean to Be “Creative”?
I still have my old ipod Classic. Though made redundant by smart phones, once upon a time this dense device was the pride of my early adulthood. I bought it my senior year of high school, with the earnings from my first job. I filled that thing with as much music as I could find, … Continue reading Memories, Music, and Moving On
The weekend before last was our first taste of "Fools Spring". The temperature finally peaked above 40 degrees, so shed my heavy coat and gloves for a Saturday on the town with my sister and nephew. The sun was shinning, birds were singing, the roads were free from snow and slush- but it was all … Continue reading Anticipating Spring: Fools Spring and Hope
Both the temperature and my energy are low. January is always the hardest month of the year for me. My Seasonal Affective Disorder is in full swing, but I can't distract myself with thoughts of the holidays. The days are short, the weather miserable, and my motivation is non-existant. Everything from work to household chores … Continue reading January Lows: Seasonal Affective Disorder
Every time I talk to my Dad he asks when I'm going to settle down. I am his youngest child (my younger brothers are from my Mother's next marriage), and the only one of his kids who is not married with kids of my own. Not only am I unmarried and childless, but I have … Continue reading Settling Down or Just Settling?
I decided to re-read Grimm's fairy tales. Why? It started because I was looking up the tale of Frau Holle. As I read the tale aloud to my friend, I realized I had definitely heard that story before. Each story beat hit at something in my memory, something that had been buried for years. Unlike … Continue reading Grimm Re-Writes: Rewriting Grimm’s Fairy tales because I can
December is here, but snow is not. Once upon a time, snow would fall on Halloween. As the drought dragged on, we were lucky to have snow on Thanksgiving. Now, we are over a week into December without a single flake. I didn't grow up in the snow. Most of childhood was full of hot, … Continue reading December Greetings: Winter is fleeting
I made the mistake of trying to date again. Now that work is calming down, and the summer markets are over, I have weekends free for dates. I thought it might be a good idea to branch out, and start playing the field. I opened up my dating app again, and started sorting through my … Continue reading Dating As a Demiromantic part 4: Emotional Labor and Dating Fears
I have seizures every three years. To be specific, I have psychogenic nonepileptic seizures every three years. Ranging from mild hand twitches to full-body convulsions, these seizures spasms are inconvenient, uncomfortable, and sometimes even terrifying. Every time it rears its ugly head, I feel like a battered marionette. The way I spasm, twitch, and convulse … Continue reading Every 3 Years
*Trigger warning: mentions of seizures, demonic possession, death, and night terrors* Halloween is approaching, and the veil is thinning. Spooky season is upon us once again, so the time for ghost stories, scary movies, and witchy-workings. Last night, some friends and I had a Halloween Slumber Party (yes, even though we all in our late … Continue reading A Different Kind of Self Possessed