“Holy shit!” I broke into uncontrollable cackles, after I’d fired off 2 rounds. “I get why you do this!”
I was shooting a gun for the first time, a dainty .22 pistol, at this anything goes backwoods outdoor range and had managed to decimate one of the many cans of orange soda we’d procured at the dollar store for just this purpose. » Read more
I woke up yesterday morning, completely without warning, with a sense that a giant weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I felt lighter, more at peace. My anxiety was better than I can remember it being. I could speak without the echo of fear and doubt that accompanies most of my social interactions (in the manner of quick thoughts like “well, » Read more
“I love you,” Skyspook said as we were about to get out of the car.
I looked at him and smiled.
“Wow,” he said. “There’s no doubt on your face. You believe me. You’re just letting yourself enjoy it.”
Is it because of the ring he gave me? » Read more
Kitty china flats from my friend Ollie! Yay!
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“I’m a fraud and others will find out”
There it is, right in the “FEARS” worksheet. Fuck you, Step 4. Moral Inventory bullshit. I wince, feel the rage rise up within me. I sigh.
Whenever I experience this level of anger, what’s being said is either very true or very untrue. » Read more
I’d rather not have children. Ever.
I actually like children well enough and would love to do some mentoring or teaching, but parenting’s not my dream, and it’s so pervasive in a person’s life that if it’s not my dream, I think I’ll pass because it would only end in my misery and emotional martyrdom. » Read more
“A man who survived jumping from the Golden Gate Bridge said, ‘I can still see my hands coming off the railing…I instantly realized that everything in my life that I’d thought was unfixable was totally fixable — except for having just jumped.’”
-Paul Austin, Something for the Pain
I got divorced yesterday. » Read more
My birthday’s this week, and my friend Crystal sent me the most adorable present. I’m a telecommuter and am in the process of turning my at-home office into a full-blown “girl cave” – like the one the Sexy Librarian has and I got to drool over recently. Clothes, shoes, probably a vanity, » Read more
Ex-Husband used to have a difficult time falling asleep because he’d often find himself awake, fearing death. Fear of dying plagued his existence. I really don’t worry about death much. I worry more about debility or mutilation – be it loss of a limb through amputation or traumatic brain injury.
I am quite familiar with many of the pragmatics involved. » Read more
A custom warning label I made for Skyspook a while back using one of those online generator sites I found with StumbleUpon. I thought it sporting to warn him. » Read more