I’m not sure if I’ve reached out in faith or if I’ve simply begun to mourn. I emailed the seller—not with rage or even frustration, but with something softer. Something that lives between hope and grief. Was it a hopeful communication attempt? Or the first stage of goblin-related loss? It’s hard to tell. Time moves … Continue reading Creature Report Entry 003: Is this a customer service séance?
I had a conversation today with the good friend of a good friend—one of those generous, strategic humans who actually knows things about hiring and was kind enough to let me pick his brain. Because, yes, I need a job. And while we’re all supposed to pretend that’s a casual thing you manifest through vibes … Continue reading My Nervous System Has Notes…
Somewhere in November of 2006, I let something out I hadn’t meant to share—just a breath at first. But it turned into a voice. It wasn’t calculated.It was necessary.And it was brave. I didn’t know what I was doing. I just knew I needed to say something. Anything. Loudly. On the internet. Before I drowned … Continue reading Post 1200: A Love Letter to Every Version of Me Who Hit Publish
(It's Not a Security Blanket. It’s a Lifestyle Choice.) When I was a kid, I had the blanket. You know the one. Threadbare but beloved. Always slightly damp at one corner. Soft in a way nothing else on earth quite managed to be. I dragged it everywhere—across tile floors, into the back seat of the … Continue reading Blanket Statement
On masks, maybe-friends, and the quiet exhaustion of trying too hard for too long. I used to think friendship was binary. That story—the one about flower bracelets and a life-sized doll—was where I started. It set the tone, the standard, the shape of what I thought friendship was supposed to feel like. Then everything got … Continue reading my history of understanding friendship — act II: the third thing
When I was a kid, friendship felt pretty straightforward. You’d walk up to another kid on the playground and ask if they wanted to play. If they said yes and were nice, boom: friend. If they said no or broke one of my sacred, unspoken rules? Not a friend. Just some kid with poor judgment. … Continue reading my history of understanding friendship — act I: the bracelet-making soulmate and the life-sized goodbye..
If you know me even a little you probably know that the last two years of my life have been... intensecrazeda complete mental breakdownmeditativefull of growthdifficulta rollercoaster of medicationa cascade of evaluations and diagnoses full of doctorsfull of lovemuch pinker than the previous 45 years of my lifeI haven't had a lot of time to … Continue reading I accidentally left my martini in 2023…
Deep heavy sigh. The world has fallen into chaos once more and here I am with no instagram stories available for me to express my forty-seven-year-old-teenage feelings on. And it's by my own stupid choice. Let's face it, many of us need a break from all that is happening in our country. I poked my … Continue reading desperately seeking an ethical replacement for instagram…
I did a thing today on one of the social things. Granted it's the social thing I never really think of as being social. LinkedIn. I went to my profile and surveyed the content. And then I started editing. I selected the most recent role — Community Manager at Automattic — and I ticked the … Continue reading beginnings and the endings that bring them about…
Perhaps I read too much when I was little. Or saw too many movies with voiceover narration. I'm not sure how it happened. [Narrator: She is. She's just not telling you.] But at a very young age some part of my mind decided the best way to prepare for a challenge, an adventure, or even … Continue reading the narrator…
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