Over the coming days, weeks, and months, you will be seeing me talk about this, and other acts of racism and hate. I had already started writing about this subject before Tuesday night's heinous actions. I am tired of this, and worse, I am tired of listening to women post about how this WASN'T an … Continue reading Numb, Numb, Numb
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Depression
If you have never experienced an issue with your own mental health, then you don't get to sit in judgment of ANYONE. And if you have, then you should fucking know better before running your ignorant mouth. Period. Sufferers don't want your attention; they want the pain to stop. They want to feel like themselves … Continue reading Depression
We Only Have Ourselves
No, this won't be a cheerful post. If you ever expect that level of dishonesty from me, please unsubscribe/unfollow now. I'm many things, but direct and honest are the top too words used to describe me as a person. Obviously, I share the good things, too, but I temper most of my enthusiasm. I am … Continue reading We Only Have Ourselves
You Are Good Enough
An important reminder, in case you're struggling with remembering your personal value this year, or today, or ten years from now.
Haunt People
I'm not in the best headspace to share what I originally intended for today. Hopefully, I'll feel better in the coming days, or weeks. There are no guarantees. I hope readers in North Carolina and Texas, among other states, are safe and that power is slowly being restored. Hard to question global warming when you … Continue reading Haunt People
Some Days…
If you can manage to be both, all in the same day, that's okay, too.
Stressors and Triggers
I intended to write something specific today, but my mood is bringing me deep down. That's when I know I need a break, a distraction, and perhaps a six month long vacation away from daily stressors and triggers. Alas, I settled for a stack of good books. When you're writing about certain topics, it is … Continue reading Stressors and Triggers
First Caturday of February
I laugh because my cats stand like statues a lot, and would try this if I hadn't trained them as kittens not to get onto the kitchen counters or the dining room table. I freak out if they're anywhere near the stove, so they seem to remember my reaction, unless they're trying to test me, … Continue reading First Caturday of February
Written by LISA MARINO-Molchanova 