Hello, reader. How are you doing? Have you ever identified as punk? I’ve been a zinester for a long time. Punk is part of that whole worldview. If no one else is making the media you need, make it yourself. There’s no need to wait for experts. What’s an expert anyway? You can become one. … Read More »
I was thinking about women’s feelings. Women are called crazy for needing anything, speaking up, objecting to bad behavior, and noticing what’s going on behind the curtain. For a long time I’ve seen how wrong that is, to be called crazy for our intelligence about emotions and relationships. I experience men being open to support,… Read More »
“Why are you sad?” Ming asked. We were pulled over by this off-roading area where people ride dirt bikes and dune buggies. But they were far away and not too loud. It was a good place to have an emotional breakdown. “I don’t know–am I sad?” I asked. I was crying with my whole body,… Read More »
I like to give myself a time out when I’m overstimulated or overwhelmed. In my bedroom, with the lights off, lying in bed in the half-dark–that’s a time out. There’s nothing punishing about it. In fact, it’s my joy. It’s rest, and rest is everything to me. My circuits get overloaded sometimes. Probably that could… Read More »
Respect was a huge struggle at the beginning of me and Ming’s relationship. I need to feel respected in order to feel safe enough to be close to someone and do relationship. Ming has issues with language, and the respect was secret inside him. He needed to learn how to express it so I could… Read More »
Oh hey, I was filled with anger. Ming came home from the Las Vegas Catholic Worker soup line serving this morning and told me the cops are shutting it down. I feel really upset that the government wins. Homeless people are people. The government exists for them! How is feeding hungry people a crime? Well,… Read More »
I’ve been angry today, tons in the morning, but some more recently also. Not wanting to be blamey. But here are some angers. yuck I feel under-communicated with, that I’m in an interplay with some people who need to keep me posted, and they don’t always keep me posted. Seems irresponsible. They probably don’t know… Read More »
I asked my darling to guestblog for me, first time on this site, and he said yes. Then I hogged my computer much of the day. So here I am at 8:15pm, beginning my morning post as he sleeps in bed. Been thinking about how anger and anxiety are very similar, for me. I’ve said… Read More »