Ming is so good at caring for me. Best spouse ever! He listens, reads all my writing, enjoys my art. I love how he cleans the kitchen at night so I can cook delicious foods all day. Zero guilt tripping, zero passive aggressive fuckery. I’ve definitely been partnered with people who were manipulative and had… Read More »
Hey, gmorning. I was thinking more about power and emotions. I think about power a lot–who has it, who has less, how it got that way. But mostly where to go from here. I see power relations under the surface everywhere, mostly not spoken about, but controlling much of what we do. Performances of respect,… Read More »
I thought of a way to do creative self-harm. I was flossing the other day–I’d been worried about my mouth health. It’d been a while since I flossed, and I decided to give it a try. I talked kindly to myself, like–You can just floss part of your mouth, and then you can floss the… Read More »
Protein helps me feel more resilient. My moods get less all over the place. So I’m trying to eat more protein, but that isn’t always easy. I’m mostly a vegetarian and gravitate toward carbs, fats, and veg. I don’t like protein powder–I would rather eat more what feels like real food. Not to be rude… Read More »
“I better get dressed,” I said. “Jeeze, ask me if I wanna go outside.” “Do you wanna go outside?” Ming asked. “No,” I said. “But if this is my specified hour, I better get my ass out there.” Summer in the desert means only the dawn hour is good for me to be outside. He… Read More »
“Oh hey, you blew my mind today. When you told me that pain isn’t just to tell us that something’s wrong.” I said this to Ming, as he was driving us home yesterday. We’d just housesit for a friend then dropped off some mail at the post office. “Yeah?” Ming asked. “Yeah, I always thought… Read More »
“If I ever feel like life isn’t worth living, please feed me some of this bread,” I told Ming. It was cheese garlic naan from Gandhi’s in Tucson. Wow, amazing. Better bread than I could have dreamed. Ming was turning left, driving us back to our airbnb. “I guess it’s the bread of life. Maybe… Read More »
I recorded a video that’s a tour of my emotional first aid kit. Or Ming recorded it. Please view this video, if you get the chance. Hopefully you can be inspired to make an emotional first aid kit for yourself or someone you love. I emailed out the link to my peeps, yesterday, and posted… Read More »
When the ultrasound tech squirted the hot slippery stuff on my legs, it felt like a cat peeing on me. I was lying in the half-dark, trusting her. I’d asked Ming if it was going to hurt, and he said no. But one of the first things the tech told me was it was going… Read More »
Men who are afraid to feel must keep women around to do their feeling for them while dismissing us for the same supposedly “inferior” capacity to feel deeply. — Audre Lorde Wow, I’m doing a project with Audre Lorde quotes, so I was reading through scads of them. She has knocked my socks off so… Read More »