Eighty One Years Old

2019-03-08 Miss Poison Family, Uncategorized In Memory, My Grandmother, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

It's International Women's Day, but it's also the anniversary of the passing of my Grandmother. This year, I choose to honor one over the other. Obviously, I'm going to choose my family. My Grandmother helped raise my brother and I, and she did so happily. She lived directly across the street, and was a solid … Continue reading Eighty One Years Old

Musings Of An Unquiet Mind

2019-02-082019-02-08 Miss Poison Family, Friendship, Poison In Lethal Doses, Relationships, Writing Family, February, Friendships, Honesty, Images/Photos/Quotes, Life, Love, Loyalty, Musings, Observations, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Protective Nature, Relationships, Toxic People, Writing

My closest friends and family, my loved ones, are the absolute BEST reflection of who I am. When you have healthy self-respect, self-esteem, dignity, a seemingly unending source of inner strength, and an innate sense of self, you don't wait for some mythological superhero to rescue you. You're your own damn hero, and I'm SO PROUD of … Continue reading Musings Of An Unquiet Mind

Let Us Be Grateful To The People…

2018-11-22 Miss Poison Family, Friends, Gratitude, Thanksgiving Gratitude, Marcel Proust, November, Thanksgiving

This pretty much sums up every day, at least for me. I have amazing friends, which is an incredible blessing (I'm not too shabby, either. 😉 Some of you are extremely lucky to have me.). I have a handful of family members who value me. I've got people on my side who respect me, care … Continue reading Let Us Be Grateful To The People…

Saying Goodbye

2016-10-312016-11-01 Miss Poison Birthdays, Family, Friends, Honesty, Life, Musings, November, October, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Depression, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Life, Musings, October, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Ruined Days, Unhappiness, Writing

I've never been happier to say goodbye to a month. 😦 The month I most look forward to every year, October, has been bitter, painful, and full of things I do not want to take into the coming month, or any month in the future, for that matter. I feel like a snake, preparing to … Continue reading Saying Goodbye

Sisterhood Unraveled

2016-10-152016-10-15 Miss Poison Anger, Apologizing, Being Real, Best Friends, Boundaries, Disrespect, Done, False Friends, Family, Feelings, Friends, Friendship, Generosity, Honesty, Judgment, Letting Go, Life, Musings, Negativity, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Relationships, Strength, Writers Damage, Disrespect, Done Means Done, Friendship, Honesty, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Relationships, Sisterhood, The End Of An Era, Writing

The majority of my closest friends have been in my life for longer than most marriages last. We're talking twenty years, on average, for each of my best friends. One, now officially former, best friend has spent the past six and a half years ignoring me. There was no disagreement between us, we've never had … Continue reading Sisterhood Unraveled

Family First

2015-10-282015-10-28 Miss Poison Anger, Family, Health, Heart, Honesty, Life, October, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Writing Anger, Family, Friends, Health, Heart Failure, Honesty, Love, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Siblings, Writing

Yesterday morning my brother was admitted into the hospital with what is, as of now, a form of heart failure. The doctors are baffled; stating that they don't know how this happened because he is far too young. Unfortunately, he is far from being out of the woods. He is scheduled for a serious procedure … Continue reading Family First

Actions & Words

2015-09-15 Miss Poison Family, Friends, Friendship, Honesty, Love, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Support, Writing Compassion, Empathy, Family, Forgiving, Friends, Friendship, Honesty, Love, Miscarriage, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Support, Writing

Last week I was struggling pretty hard and opened up to a friend. Most people run for the hills when you're blatant in your honesty with them, especially about anything difficult, but this friend showed me that I was not going to be kicked while I was down, that her arms and heart were open … Continue reading Actions & Words

The Long Slow March Towards…More

2015-09-052015-09-05 Miss Poison Being Real, Change, Family, Growth, Happiness, Hope, Life, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Depth, Eternal, Family, Happiness, Labor Day Weekend, More, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, September, Writing

Someday in the not-too-distant future, holiday weekends such as this one will have more meaning for me. They won't just be about the "official end of summer" or hoisting the flag in a show of patriotism. No one should need a holiday to be proud of where they're from. Unless, of course, Barack Obama is … Continue reading The Long Slow March Towards…More

Thank God It’s Saturday!

2015-04-182015-04-18 Miss Poison Chronic Pain, Family, Fibromyalgia, Friends, Honesty, Musings, Pain, People, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Self-Care, Writing Being Self-Aware, Chronic Pain, Family, Fibromyalgia Pain, Friends, Honesty, Musings, People, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Self-Care, Writing

I hate the traditional work week, which is probably why I don't have a "traditional" job. Granted, with my injury and upsetting things going on in my personal life, I spent most of my week making phone calls, practicing self-care, doing extensive research, texting with a close family member, and trying not to commit any … Continue reading Thank God It’s Saturday!

Sleep Interrupted

2015-04-032015-04-03 Miss Poison Chronic Pain, Editing, Family, Fibromyalgia, Fridays, Honesty, Life, Loss, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Chronic Pain, Easter, Fibromyalgia, Good Friday, Holiday Weekends, Honesty, Musings, Passover, Pieces, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

I was in bed last night right after The Blacklist ended (If you don't watch this show, you should. I never intended for it to become something I watch, but the pilot had me hooked from day one.). I flew up the steps, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and after double-checking cat bowls, got … Continue reading Sleep Interrupted