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

It’s Amazing

2016-10-10 Miss Poison Honesty, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Botox, Chronic Pain, Doctors, Fibromyalgia, Health, Honesty, Life, Lupus, Lyme Disease, Massachusetts, Medical Treatment, Migraines, Multiple Sclerosis, Musings, Pain Patients, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Spine Pain, The Medical Community, Writing

It's amazing how quickly life shifts. You think you know your place in this world, and the direction in which you are going. Then, often suddenly and unexpectedly, a letter, phone call, e-mail, or some form of communique shatters the floor beneath your feet. You're left standing and asking yourself "Why?", or in my case … Continue reading It’s Amazing

No Matter How Evolved We Think We Are

Quote 2016-10-042016-10-05 Miss Poison Life, Quotes Bryant McGill, Life, Quotes, Tragedy

"No matter how evolved we think we are, when we are caught up in a terrible tragedy we don't just sit around wondering what lessons we can learn from it — we are just simply holding on for dear life, hoping we can survive. Tragedy arrives in a blur, often accompanied by hopelessness, feigned calm, … Continue reading No Matter How Evolved We Think We Are

The Official Rules Of Lisa: Part One

2016-09-21 Miss Poison Honesty, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Attitudes, Behaviors, Feelings, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Life, Migraines, Musings, People, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Psychotic Behavior, The Official Rules Of Lisa: Part One, Writing

Prior to the full moon, people are often lining up to start fights with me. If they aren't outright starting fights (By the way, if you do attempt to start a fight via text message, e-mail, or Facebook messenger, you're nothing more than a punk ass bitch.), they are rude, combative, or just plain bitchy. … Continue reading The Official Rules Of Lisa: Part One

Strength Through Adversity

2016-09-082016-09-08 Miss Poison Honesty, Life, My Brother, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Prayer, Proofreading, Writing Fibromyalgia Pain, Honesty, Life, My Brother, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Prayer, Strength, Stress, Writing

Week two of this 10 level Fibro flare. Each day I have said "Tomorrow." Yesterday I said "Self-care and work.", because walking was out of the question in terms of pain, and even when the edge was taken off, I was concerned about further damage. Waking up at 1:00 a.m. two days in a row … Continue reading Strength Through Adversity

What The Hell Was I Thinking?!

2016-09-05 Miss Poison Honesty, Labor Day, Life, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, September, Writing Cat and Kitten, Dying, Earthquakes, Emotions, Family, Fibromyalgia, Floods, Friends, Homeless, Honesty, Hurricane Season, Labor Day Weekend, Life, People, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, September, Sick, Tropical Storms, Writing

Last month, a client booked me for the first two weeks of September. Upon receiving her manuscript two and a half weeks early (She genuinely seemed to think that was okay.), I put my foot down and said I would not start until September 5th since she had not booked an earlier spot. She, surprisingly, … Continue reading What The Hell Was I Thinking?!

August Ends

2016-08-31 Miss Poison August, Honesty, Life, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, September, Writing August, Fall, Happiness, Healing, Health, Honesty, Life, My Brother, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, September, Summer, Writing

It's no secret; I HATE summer. Unbearable heat, humidity, endless days of sun; they simply weren't meant for someone like me. Fall is my favorite season (Two guesses why.), but Winter is a close second. That is why I am relieved to say goodbye to August and hello to the cooler temperatures ahead. This year … Continue reading August Ends

Today Doesn’t Feel Like A Monday

2016-08-292016-08-30 Miss Poison Life, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Uncategorized, Writing Fundraiser, Honesty, Life, Medication, My Brother, Pain, People Helping People, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Tragedy, Writing

Hello everyone! I haven't been around much of late, and for that I am sorry, even though I know apologies aren't necessary. I am dealing with a family crisis and quite frankly, I've lost my temper and I'm one of the most unpleasant people at the moment to deal with (not that I'm all that … Continue reading Today Doesn’t Feel Like A Monday

Chained

2016-08-14 Miss Poison Honesty, Life, Musings, Negativity, Pieces Of Me, Questions, Writing Anger, Chained, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Life, Migraines, Musings, Pain, People, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Struggles, Writing

Part of falling apart means picking up the pieces, even if "the pieces" are, in essence, yourself. It's not an easy step. In fact, it is being made far worse for me by external forces; all fighting to control me because something is lacking in their lives. When you are forced to rebuild your life, … Continue reading Chained

Bad Days, Sweet Cats

2016-07-212016-07-23 Miss Poison Emotional Abuse, Emotional Pain, Fibromyalgia, July, Life, Migraines, Musings, Neuropathy, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Allergies, Anger, Cat and Kitten, Emotional Abuse, Fibromyalgia, Humans, July, Life, Migraines, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Relationships, The Human Condition, Thought Process, Thoughts, Writers, Writing

As I will explain in a future post, I've been having some incredibly bad days (it's been many, many months, actually. I am not pointing any fingers in saying that, life is simply unpredictable as hell.). Some of it is health-related, but the rest is not worth repeating twice, so I'll save it for the … Continue reading Bad Days, Sweet Cats