Like many others, I was shocked to my core early Wednesday morning when Hillary conceded the election to Trump as the country went red. I invited my boyfriend, L, over Tuesday night to hang out and see “which tumor we’ll get–benign or malignant.” What started out as a somewhat fun, relaxed evening turned into something… Continue reading A Red Government: my post-election battle plan
I’ve mentioned before that I have a social anxiety disorder. I’m not alone in the world. Approximately 15 million people over 18, or 6.8% of the United States, have been diagnosed with social anxiety disorder. If you look at all anxiety disorders, the statistic broadens to 40 million adults or 18% of Americans. And I… Continue reading My take: living with anxiety
Woof, it has been a while. College is f*cking hard I’m into my fifth week at UMKC, and I’m starting to sweat. The first exams in most of my classes have already taken place, and I did not score as high as I would have liked. I passed all of them, but I prefer to… Continue reading The Earth turns, and…
Back in my late teens and early twenties, I was quite judgmental in regards to other peoples pain and suffering. They don’t know what they’re talking about; I’d think. They have no idea what real stress or pain is. They have no idea how bad it can get, but I do. It took a few… Continue reading On change, and things getting better
The following is a transcription from a voice recording I took this afternoon. I did not have all the facts in front of me. Later this weekend, after I’ve had the time to thoroughly research, I will sit down and write out a more cohesive appraisal of the attacks in the last forty-eight hours. But,… Continue reading What can be done? How can we change?
“Stagnation is self-abdication.” ― Ryan Talbot The primary mental focus the last few weeks has been on my self-publishing. There are a couple of things I have come to understand in the previous eight months. I am not and will not be ashamed of my work, whether it be romance, science fiction, fantasy, or whatever… Continue reading Closing Time
I don’t have prayers to give. I have questions that need answers. My first response when I hear news of a mass shooting is, “Again?” Followed by rage. Not rage against the shooter themselves, not at first. I don’t wonder why. I know why. Rage against the status quo. Rage against the arguments and rebuttals… Continue reading Why?