My body. My choice. Trigger warning: Sexual Assault, abortions, pregnancy, Catholicism and plenty of other hot-button topics. I’ve been doing quite a bit of thinking lately. During the heavily covered Depp-Heard trial, I was struggling with the shame of sharing a mental illness with the she-devil. One thing was said in particular that stuck with... Continue Reading →
Of Friends and Fiends
‘Twas a stormy night in North Texas with country dwellers fast asleep, and one lonesome writer… The Fellowship of the Ring The bonds of humanity have me flummoxed. I’m almost a completely analytical person, but I was raised in a home where magic was possible, dreams were attainable, and you could do anything you set... Continue Reading →
Will I Miss This?
Me, with a new friend, about 8 years old. There’s a song in the country genre that talks about a girl that wants to grow up too fast. “You’re gonna miss this, you’re gonna want this back, you’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast…” If I think about it, there are two... Continue Reading →
The Fire That Burns
Lately, I’ve been thinking about the universe. It’s been helping my world seem smaller and less significant, and that usually helps. It puts things into perspective, if only for a little while. Coming through yet another really nasty episode of depression has ransacked my bones and body and left me feeling vulnerable and raw. My... Continue Reading →
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