Page After Page

2017-03-27 Miss Poison Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Authenticity, Characters, Direction, Honesty, March, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Reading, Writing

In less than a month, I've written over 220,000 words. Does that sound like a lot? It is. To do it in such a short period of time is a testament to me pushing myself to write every single day, and not to give up when I've felt stuck. Even if I only managed one … Continue reading Page After Page

Personal Year In Review

2016-12-312017-01-03 Miss Poison December, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Life, Mental Health, Migraines, Motivation, Musings, My Brother, Pain, People Helping People, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Reflection, Thoughts, Writing Back Pain, December, Emotional Pain, Fibromyalgia, Friends, Happiness, Happy New Year, Health, Honesty, Life, Migraines, Musings, My Brother, Neck Pain, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Quality Of Life, Stress, Struggling, Suffering, Surviving, Writing

I wish I had fabulous things to share here as I look back on 2016, the year itself as a complete "body of work", as opposed to how I genuinely feel about it. Here's the unadulterated truth; I'm filled with mixed emotions, anger, pain, and the more I think about it, additional anger on top … Continue reading Personal Year In Review

Brain Problems

2016-11-29 Miss Poison Autoimmune Disease, Being Real, Fibromyalgia, Health, Honesty, Life, Musings, November, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Brain Fog, Fibro Fog, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Insults, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

No, the title isn't meant to indicate an actual health issue. Not that I'm aware of. However, Fibromyalgia Brain Fog, also commonly referred to as "Fibro Fog", has really done a number on me this month. It was slowly progressing, but now I feel dumber than a box of rocks with twelve piles of shit … Continue reading Brain Problems

Thankful, Grateful, Yet Pissed Off

2016-11-21 Miss Poison Honesty, Life, Musings, My Brother, November, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Thanksgiving, Writing Cooking, Family, Gratitude, Honesty, Musings, My Brother, November, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Thanksgiving, Things That Kill Me, Tradition, Writing

Thursday is Thanksgiving here in the United States. There is much history behind this holiday (I currently live in Massachusetts and you can't escape people talking about spending the holiday in Plymouth. I've never spent Thanksgiving at a restaurant; I've always participated among family, cooked it myself, etc.), but for me, especially this year, this … Continue reading Thankful, Grateful, Yet Pissed Off

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

Fall In New England

2016-10-26 Miss Poison Inspiration, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Fall, Inspiration, Mint, Musings, New England, October, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Pumpkins, Trees, Writing

Fall is coming in brisk and cold here in New England. My phone says it is currently 36 degrees with a wind chill of 27. I can feel nothing but cold from my neck into my toes. In a few days, it'll warm up again. While typical, it's also a way too brisk for my liking. … Continue reading Fall In New England

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

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

One Day Too Many

2016-08-22 Miss Poison Anger, Honesty, Musings, My Brother, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Anger, Being Pushed Too Far, Family, Honesty, Missing Persons, My Brother, People, Poison In Lethal Doses, Rage, The Crap I Deal With, Writing

If you've never had a loved one go missing; you're damn lucky. If you've never lost anyone close to you, especially a family member, you are luckier still. I have spent most of my life watching family members leave this plane of existence for another. I've written too many eulogies and speeches not to feel … Continue reading One Day Too Many