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  • Dear Ellen, I’m Over Your Complaining

    I was a huge fan of Ellen until recently – actually that’s a lie, I’m still a fan, but I am an irritated fan. For the record, because I don’t want this post to be all complaining about Ellen, I sold one of my hoodies today. I made five dollars selling a $40.00 hoodie. Ellen…

  • Stay The Fuck Home…Even From Church

    I haven’t been a part of a Church community since I was about sixteen years old. When I was about eleven or twelve I was sexually assaulted by my Priest, Father Alex at Saint James Church. I told no one, not even then, I learned early that no one would believe me, but I did…

  • It’s A Blood Curdling Rage

    JARED KUSHNER: “The notion of the federal stockpile was it’s supposed to be our stockpile. It’s not supposed to be states stockpiles that they then use.” pic.twitter.com/9Q7j8QBCMv — Aaron Rupar (@atrupar) April 2, 2020 Let me just by staying this is the idiot representing the United States Of America right now on International Television. A…

  • The Signs Were There

    I just found myself blaming myself for being raped at sixteen, while writing about my instincts. When my mom talks about what happened, she always says he pulled me into the bushes to rape me, and that’s true, he did, so why do I keep blaming myself for what happened? Before I continue, you should…

  • Thank You For Your Patience

    Devon J Hall breaks down the need for boundaries in this thought provoking piece about self reflection.

  • Shaking Off The "Strong Black Woman" Stereotype

    Originally posted on SAABIRAH LAWRENCE: Photography by @gege_tribalunicorn One of my favourite bloggers Indigo Lorae wrote a post on being the strong friend, an eye opening piece for me. Shout out to Indigo Lorae for writing How To Be A Better Friend For Your Strong Friend. I never identified myself as the strong friend, mainly because what I…

  • Through the Window

    Sometimes I look through the windows of houses as I walk past and wonder what life is like on the other side of the glass that blocks my view from behind the curtains. I wonder if life is as complicated for the people who live behind those windows as it is for the rest of…

  • My Body Needs A Break But My Brain Won’t Stop

    So. As it turns out there is a record of me being raped at sixteen, I still have to fill out the paperwork to release the information to the counsellor but it’s the only shot I have of getting any form of therapy paid for. I’ve been trying hard not to think about it, not…

  • So you want to be a writer…

    If I had had my way, my chosen profession would have been in the WWE. Growing up I was obsessed with Brian Pillman, Brett Hart and the Hart Foundation. I wanted to be one of those few women who got to the WWE to change the idea that women couldn’t wrestle, I wanted to be…

  • Here are some hard Truths.

    When I was 23 I met a man named Syx when I went to get my first tattoo. He was really nice and as it turns out a terrible kisser, but that’s neither here nor there. He saved my life, because at that time in my life I actually wanted to commit suicide. The tattoo…

  • I Went For A Walk And The World Didn’t End

    I probably spent about fifteen minutes outside on my own worshipping the sun a little bit with the smoking of a right and proper pinner joint. I went outside and the world did not end – people were friendly but we kept our distance as they walked their dogs and I wished for mine. It’s…

  • There is hope in that…

    Things are never going to be the same again, I say to myself over and over again as I contemplate what amounts to more than twenty years of a life filled with sexual abuse. How do I go backwards? Can I possibly forgive them and move on? Would I let them into my life again?…