I thought about how hoarders and their loved ones are emotionally (and sometimes physically) crushed by the weight of all the THINGS being held onto. How much time, energy, and effort do we put into caring for possessions that no longer speak to us or give us joy? And why do we do this to ourselves?
Do you ever feel stabby about all the ads and commercials for picture-perfect mother-daughter Mothers’ Day outings, from brunches to pedis to long warm Facetime chats? You don’t want to get all bitchy and jealous, because it’s not like anyone’s fault they still have a great relationship with a living, healthy mother, but… If you are dealing…
How do you cope with a breast cancer diagnosis while fresh into your exploration of solo polyamory? How do you ask for and accept help as needed, keep yourself and your partners happy (Hint: boundary work!), and cope with a changing body that you were struggling to love in the first place?
The nipple on that breast is now thicker than the other. Will these conditions change? Maybe, and maybe not. It is entirely possible that this is as good as it will get.
While the writing goals I had at the beginning of 2015 kinda went by the wayside, as did my blog here, I had so much to celebrate. Here’s something I shared on FaceBook. 2015 was the BEST year of my life. Why? I was taking care of myself: — Did yoga and got in cardio…