Reclaiming our Worth

Who are you when you’re not defined by your work? How do you feel about yourself when you do not have the external validation of being a “provider”? How do you even begin to process these questions when society is designed to only celebrate money and status as success? When you sit still and unravel…

BC // Day 4: Let’s Catch Up

I got knocked health wise in the past few days – nah, not Big Rona but the demons have started to dance on my uterus. That of course, put me a few days behind on the challenge so I’m going to play catch up by getting a few done in one post. Challenge Points #23…

BC // Day 3: Love is Worship

Love is the ultimate worship – first, the discovery of by seeing others, the finding of self through others, the exaltation of self as the greatest love and then the actual real work; loving outside of yourself. 

Blog Challenge // Day 1

I’ve written a few blog posts in a row and it feels good or whatever so *clears throat* I decided to find a challenge I like in hopes that it will keep me consistent or at the very least, vomiting words. I came across this one at MyFictionalWorld and posed it to the homie and…

You don’t hate tiktok, you hate change and other stories

It’s been really interesting to sit on a platform of “revolutionaries” and free thinkers, folks who if you let them tell it – were crucial in shaping the culture of Twitter and social movements – hate TikTok. TikTok is the future. Sounds corny and maybe it is, but I see the vision and I feel…

#AnimeMonday – 6/26

It was hard to come to the end of Attack on Titan S2 last week, but it was definitely quite a ride. We’re coming on to the end of our spring anime picks so, new titles will be put into rotation across the board – as we also finished our last series; Death Parade. This…

worship

your name is the only prayer I ever say out loud moaned whispered a benediction two syllables per-fect e-nun-c-i-a-tion a sigh, a release an answer

Introspection

I keep breaking Pain escalating I can’t be the only one with this emptiness. The pain combines with rage and you beg the darkness to swallow you whole I keep wanting to break things I live for the sane moment the fracture brings They remind me that I’m not entirely lost What does it mean…

No Reason to Reject the Ordinary

As an writer I’ve always hoped for a grander life, so that after I’d passed my prime or relevance, I could write a shocking, interesting memoir and be that cool old lady who had seen the world. Unfortunately, my life has been relatively average in most respects and average is what doesn’t get written about….