I had a dream once about a woman who looked like an older version of me. Except unexplainably I knew it was Paris, and I knew it was 1942, so I knew it couldn’t possibly be me. Either way the important part of the dream isn’t about whether or not they looked like me, it’s about the fact that all around wherever they were, I … Continue reading 1942 – Paris
Hi. How’s it goin? When I told my mom that I was bisexual, I was thirty-eight years old. She rolled her eyes and said, “And?” She didn’t care, not because she didn’t love me, but because she’d been around enough of my friends to make sure her way of saying “I love you shut up,” was heard. It was loud and beautiful. Not everyone gets … Continue reading Pride Is Around The Corner, So This is For Those About To Come Out
When I was thirteen I was a patient of Doctor X who turned out to be a pedophile. I found this out after he was charged, arrested, and convicted of crimes against two of his other patients. As part of his grooming process he told me if I no longer wanted to take medication, I no longer needed to take medication. Thankfully I decided to … Continue reading Okay ADHD…I’m Back
In a world where rape and domestic violence happened so often that it’s easier to believe it did happen than to believe it did not, I am curious as to why so many are focused on defending alleged abusers. So Nick Carter’s name is trending, I check the hashtag and I am sick to my stomach. It’s not just fans defending this man I grew … Continue reading P.S. Fuck Domestic Abuse and Their Supporters
It’s my birthday. I don’t know how to feel. I’ve been trying to write this post for days but today is the day I was born 41 years ago. The most amazing thing isn’t that I am here, it’s not that I survived, it’s not even the shit that I went through, it’s that I have become this whollllle ass new person, that never existed … Continue reading Happy Devon J Hall Day
Loud Mouth Brown Girl 