Three Years With A Home

In spite of the fact I was living with no running water and only the sparsely-available electricity of a small solar panel in a fifth-wheel I called ‘home’ with a husband as temporary as the broken-down RV, I applied to Southern New Hampshire University...

Ugly No More

Since I had knowingly manipulated people using my sexuality and theirs, I also knew how to manipulate people into STOPPING their objectifying of my body. I made it one that less people would be attracted to. I made myself as UGLY as I possibly could.

Wait, Didn’t You Become A Nun?!

For over half a century of my life, I had been sexually attractive to someone. I just wanted that part to stop. I just wanted someone to see the daughter of God that I was, and not a piece of meat to use.

She Read Me

I hadn't spent much time with her in person....But we had spent time together....

My Choice

...I made an appointment for abortion counseling which would be followed in two days by the surgery. I was approximately seven weeks along...

Friends: Reaching Out — Reaching In

This last week I lost another friend. I started pondering the people I call friends and how we all first connected.

A Bad Drug

When I returned to my home state of Washington in July 2017, my broken, disabled body was less able than it had been in years. My first order of business was to make appointments with both my primary care practitioner and my pulmonologist.  My asthma had been flaring, causing me to spend at least one... Continue Reading →

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