A lot’s happened this year! Including an inauguration that I find specifically traumatic, and the trauma continues every day. For self-care, I’m staying off social media during working hours. Otherwise, I get nauseous. My work’s affected. It’s not good. It’s not okay. I love my co-workers, and I love my work. I also love myself… Continue reading Well, that went sideways
This blog has always been sort of “I’m putting this out there because I’ve learned that people’s stories can help other people and this is my story.” It is, emphatically, MY story. It is not my father’s, my partner’s, or anybody else’s – it’s life through my eyes. Because we’re all allowed a voice. We’re… Continue reading It’s a Series: Chronicles of Self-Care
It’s going to be like this: every day a stream of the worst possible news coming out of the government. Rights curtailed if not outright terminated. Environmental disasters. Punishment. Lies. More punishment. And already we’re seeing evidence of internecine strife among the left. I’m not here to lecture anyone; I know there’s real beef. I… Continue reading Somehow You Keep Going
I awoke this morning to a nasty discovery – all the bathrooms in the apartment building were backing up, including mine. Not the toilets – all the pipes. My tub was filled with rusty, sandy water; my bathroom floor required waders. The water, thankfully, was clean. But it was still unpleasant, and after it was… Continue reading Onward
It’s war. And we are not the ones who’ve declared it. It’s been inflicted on us from forces we never agreed to, in an outrageous coup. And by “we”, by “us”, I mean the millions worldwide who were demonstrating today. I mean the millions in this country who are Othered – women, non-white people, the… Continue reading To the Mattresses
I don’t think pain can be objectified and measured. I have recently experienced back pain, but that is nothing up against tooth pain, which is in one’s actual head, throbbing away against the brain. I was told in college, when I had some warts treated, that I have a strong buffer against pain. But I’ve two… Continue reading Pain
I began visiting Gawker.com regularly when it first launched. Like Sherlock Holmes and his passion for the “agony aunt” columns, I have had a gossip habit (deemed variously healthy and unhealthy by people who, you know, judge these things) practically all my life. I was a devotée of Spy Magazine (and even appeared in it… Continue reading Note from a Gawker
