Dear Trump
After you die We will still be alive. There will be a lot to fix, but we will fix it. You may have poisoned our soil but we will make sure green grows again. You may not get to see it all because you’ll be gone....
Crush on Mike
The first boy I ever had a crush on died last year. I feel bad because I didn’t know until a few weeks ago. We were of course friends on Facebook. Unfortunately he perpetually posted insane conspiracy theories and...
Dull as all-get-out
Today I googled: How to respond to “How are you?” I decided to go with—I’m doing fine. Then I got a smiley face in return so I guess I picked the right one. It’s not that I want to be a nihilist, it...
Angry night letters you never send.
As you “struggled” to believe that I needed help you left me drowning in the deepest, darkest, waters you can’t even imagine. I want to know why it took you over ten years to decide an illness existed. My...
Just off the cuff
I haven’t put anything together for this one–just writing. Like a lot of bloggers (almost to a cliche point), shocker I have mental problems. Bipolar depression and anxiety and shit. I’ve taken...
Women Times
It’s a feisty and honestly anxiety ridden time for ladies. There is a steady rising, like a flood, a flood of intensity, of fairness, a flood of change. But when you’ve spent your life thinking one way, it’s hard...