And because one of my conditions happens to be Sjogren’s Syndrome, I can’t even cry because I cannot produce tears. I cannot cry out of sadness, or happiness, for emotional relief. I am in pain. And it’s all consuming. I hurt from the tips of my toes right up to the top of my head. … Continue reading I am in pain.
I am grieving every single day for the loss of the woman I was and the woman I had wanted to become. I don't want to live in a place of loss, but it's so hard not to be overwhelmed by it. I have done nothing but loose things and little is reminding me of … Continue reading The woman I was…
I'm not faking being ill... I’m faking being well. That’s one of the most honest and well put things I’ve read recently. I spend a decent amount of time writing about, and sharing about, invisible and chronic illness/disease, because I’ve learned through my own battles how important that is, for me, to be open about… As I’ve … Continue reading You’ve got it backwards…
Messy, scattered, slightly broken people, are my favorite people. People who wear their tattoos, their scars, their wrinkles, their stories... on their faces, their bodies, and in the way they express and carry themselves. All of the most interesting people I have been lucky enough to have met in my life look a little, or … Continue reading I like messy people
So you have come to a crossroads in the forest. This crossroads has more than two roads to choose from, and all of them look relatively exciting, but bring a whole lot of challenges and unknowns. A couple of these roads have fallen trees across them, and land mines, that you've had to navigate through. … Continue reading All fairy tale’s have their strange twisted roads and side characters.
