I Remember

2018-07-082018-07-11 Miss Poison Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Anne McCaffrey, Grief, Honesty, In Memoriam, July, Loss, Love, Memento Mori, Musings, My Grandfather, Poison In Lethal Doses, Remember, Writing

I Remember This day is emblazoned within my mind. I would learn so much within a forty-eight hour span of time, and I would be permanently changed. But no one tells you that when you’re a child. No. They try to keep you “innocent”. Except in my family. My mother decided I was not going … Continue reading I Remember

Dazed, Confused, and Out Of Sorts

2018-06-022018-06-08 Miss Poison June, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Feelings, Health, June, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Thoughts, Writing

I'm running out of ways to describe my current state of mind. Earlier this week I had a different sense of self, and then I came home to discover I had lost my house key and the remote for the alarm. Thankfully, they were found and brought to "Lost & Found". I received a return … Continue reading Dazed, Confused, and Out Of Sorts

A Decade

2018-05-172018-05-17 Miss Poison My Mother, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing A Decade, Emotional Pain, Honesty, Loss, Love, May, My Mother, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

If I added up the minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years I have spent missing my mother, I am pretty sure it would be an astronomical number. All those moments have brought me to this day; the tenth anniversary. A decade without my mother. It makes me sick to my stomach, putting the words … Continue reading A Decade

I’m Still Processing

2018-04-28 Miss Poison Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing April, Empowerment, Honesty, Horrible Experiences, Life, Mars, Musings, Navigating Life, Observations, Pluto, Poison In Lethal Doses, Saturday, Scorpio, Strength, The Mind, Truth, Writing

Hey, everyone. 🙂 It's been a rough time for me. Unfortunately my "rough time" is on a never-ending loop. No one is more tired of it than I am. During all of this chaos and pain, I haven't had "Writers Block", but I have certainly had "Writer needs a break." and "Writer needs a fucking … Continue reading I’m Still Processing

Every Witch Way, But Mostly Dead

2018-04-082018-04-08 Miss Poison Chronic Illness, Chronic Pain, Complex PTSD, Depression, Emotional Pain, Enough, Escape, Exhaustion, Fibromyalgia, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, Writing April, Complex PTSD, Depression, Emotional Pain, Empty, Fibromyalgia, Observations, Physical Pain, Stress, Survival, Triggers, Writing, Zero Emotional Support

Authors' Note: **POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING** Yes, the title is spelled correctly. Yes, it's intentional. Most of my weekends are spent doing things I'd rather not do. The weekends were once my refuge for sleep, quiet, peace, laughter, productivity, cooking, more laughter, and space. They are now filled with rushed moments, trying to pack a lot … Continue reading Every Witch Way, But Mostly Dead

The Well-Placed Word

2018-03-192018-03-19 Miss Poison Being Real, Chronic Illness, Poison In Lethal Doses, Words, Writing Authenticity, Chronic Illness, Editing Yourself, Family, Friends, Health, Honesty, Life, People, Profanity, Relationships, Words, Writing

Not that long ago, what I can only presume is an "older gentleman", and by "older", I mean over fifty, but probably closer to seventy, sent me a private message on Facebook to complain about my use of a word. I remember reading the message and thinking "Are you for real?" Initially I ignored it, … Continue reading The Well-Placed Word

Life, On Hold

2017-08-12 Miss Poison Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Chronic Pain, Insomnia, Life, Medication, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Writing

I guess late Friday night has become my new "time to write". I have no idea when that became a thing, but let's roll with it, shall we? My big accomplishment this week was talking to my insurance company and getting an emergency reinstatement, all thanks to someone who knew what she was doing and … Continue reading Life, On Hold

Stressful Sleepless Nights

2017-07-31 Miss Poison Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Fierce, Fighting, Insomnia, Musings, Pain, Passion, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Strength, Stress, Thought, Writing

I have long since passed "tired" and have reached a state of pure "painsomnia". No matter what I do, I am in too much pain to sleep properly, if at all. Physically, mentally, and emotionally, I'm not in the correct head-space to allow my body to rest as it needs to. It's twisted when anyone … Continue reading Stressful Sleepless Nights

Doctor & Patient: The Follow-Up

2017-06-212017-06-30 Miss Poison Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Doctors, Health, Honesty, Mental Health, Patients, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

**Potential trigger warning** “Exigo a me non ut optimis par sim, sed ut malis melior - I require myself not to be equal to the best, but to be better than the bad.” I think my doctor is a compatible astrological sign and/or is perhaps magically able to defuse angry women. I realize sometimes it’s … Continue reading Doctor & Patient: The Follow-Up

Doubting Myself

2017-04-092017-04-09 Miss Poison Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Reading, Writing Direction, Doubts, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Reading, Telling The Story, Writing

All writers have moments when they feel unprepared. Me? On occasion I will say “I wish I were talented.” or “I can’t write this.” In other words, even the best of us have bad days. Or weeks. We all have a little doubt, or we’d be completely full of crap. I hold it in really … Continue reading Doubting Myself