Fuck we’re snowed in…

So as you may know, my mother lives her life in an automated wheelchair, because she has arthritis in her spine. This is normally not a big deal and it’s not something I discuss often, I bring it up only now because my mom has been house bound […]

In this place of healing…

I am in this place of pure undiluted contentment, which is funny because I am totally broke and I have nothing particularly amazing going on in my life. I am a broke ass writer, who should be freaking out that life isn’t going my way, except that life […]

Five minutes a day…

So today I had to see my Psychiatrist, and my mother at the same time. I’ll let that sink in. My Psychiatrist who thinks that my memories are made up, and My Mother. That’s right. I survived, barely but I admit I also opened up today in ways […]