When I was a kid, sighing was a scary sound. It was a sound my dad made when he was upset, and it meant someone else needed to fix his feelings real quick, or we would all be in trouble. His sigh was a sign that we had a few seconds until things got violent.… Read More »
Hello, I’m excited I made a new mini-zine: how not to domestic violence anyone. How not to domestic violence anyone is about relationship skills. Many people grow up with domestic violence. Being told not to lash out physically in arguments is one thing, but knowing how to accomplish that is another. A lot of people… Read More »
Content warning: mention of sexual trauma and dentistry Hello, how are you doing? I want to speak of sexual trauma and dentistry because it’s a great example of how people need different things, and bodies differ. Shame is not a good motivator for all people, and my outlier needs didn’t come about from choices I… Read More »
I was sitting in the car while Ming walked at a park. It was a very windy day, which is why I was sitting in the car–the wind was too harsh for me to endure. Some people were flying kites. I liked to watch. I favored a box kite with neon pink, orange, and green… Read More »
Hello, readers. I’ve been learning about New Spain as occurred in New Mexico. It’s really uncomfortable because it’s rearranging a lot in my head. Things I fully believed are not true. Sometimes learning hurts. Ming sent me this link about Santa Fe de Neuvo Mexico. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Fe_de_Nuevo_M%C3%A9xico It hurts because it relates to my personal mythology… Read More »
Oh hey. The internet told me that Bob Saget died. I felt an emotional reaction that surprised me. “An actor died,” I told Ming. “Yeah,” he said. “Do you know who this Bob Saget is?” I asked. “No,” Ming said. “I was just reading about him.” “He was on Full House,” I said. “Did you… Read More »
Lately I’m enjoying sending to a few friends the art that I had on my ofrenda, for Day of the Dead. Feels like a great way to disperse the energy. And I hope the friends enjoy the art. I don’t need to keep that powerful, potent stuff around. Glad to spread joy to the world.… Read More »
Yesterday I had maybe the gnarliest panic attack I’ve ever had. Wow, it was an altered state. So powerful, like–I don’t need to use drugs, ever. I went to another dimension: terror world. I lost part of myself. Thought I was dying. Afterward, I was amazed that I survived. I’ve had a panic attack now… Read More »
Recently I heard this song by Killer Mike about Ronald Reagan that blew my mind. History like this–wow. And the ending makes me exclaim every time. Such a brilliant culmination of everything he said before that, and such a strong, real response to that weird flag waving, teary-eyed nostalgia I remember, when Reagan died. The… Read More »
Hey, I wanted to mention that I need things. Lately a few people are coming to me for help, and I’m glad I can share info, ideas, support, my own experience. I’m learning how to ask for help too. It’s way easier for me to give help, than to learn how to ask for help.… Read More »