I grew up on the coastal plains of Texas, where hot summer storms made music on our metal roof. I have many memories of sitting on our large front deck watching sheets of water fall front the sky, flooding the spongy ground with large puddles of water, and filling the air with that sweet smell … Continue reading It Rained
Anytime I open up to someone and tell them about my mental healthy struggles they inevitably respond one of two ways: awkward, pointed change of subject, or the response "but, you're so pretty!". The first response I understand. Mental health is a delicate subject that many people wish to avoid whenever possible, but the second … Continue reading But, you’re so pretty.
Therapy is terrifying. When we've been sick, scared, apathetic, mixed up, confused, anxious, depressed and whatever else for years, the idea of actually addressing the root cause is frightening. Why? Because we got used to the struggles we face daily. We have come to accept the trauma as part of who we are and the … Continue reading Therapy Is Terrifying: but it’s worth it
In grade school teachers will tell you to start your stories at the beginning. Not to discount traditional teaching methods and conventional wisdom, but this is bullshit advice. Some stories only make sense in hindsight. Some stories don’t have a beginning. These stories- the ones that don’t have a starting point or an ending still … Continue reading Mysterious Spasms and Pycho-Seizures
Writing Challenge: February 6, 2018 Prompt: Write about the color orange Until the 14th century the English language did not have a word for the color orange. Called yellow-red, it was believed to be something between the two hues. An un-named bastard. It didn’t receive an identity of its own with the introduction of the … Continue reading Orange