Monday, August 08, 2011

Honey, I'm home!

I've come to realize I need to empower myself, take control in many more areas. I have to stop being shit upon...move, weave, duck. I must accept myself, embrace myself, and if someone cannot love the true me, then -- fuck -- them. Carpe carpa!

Wednesday, August 03, 2011

Elephant on my Chest

You can't see her, but there is an elephant on my chest. She's rather heavy, her weight pressing down with careful precision. I cannot get her off. I cannot find the strength to do much more than simply breathe.

Breathing does not come easy. I must concentrate to get my lungs to inflate fully, to feel myself expanding with life. My mind is solely occupied with this one goal. Everything else is a distraction.

Distractions upset the process, upsets me. I snarl in response. I can only do one thing. Breath. Concentrate. Deep breathe in. Deep breathe out. Just breathe, until I get this elephant off my chest.

Her name is Sorrow.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Saturday, July 25, 2009


My son loves my new haircut. He says I look like Velma (from Scooby doo). I'm not so sure I should feel flattered.