First thing: I can't ask for what I can't articulate. Second thing: Just because I have to function doesn't mean I'm actually functional. Yes, I'm going to work and yes, I'm not crying all the time - but I'm still pretty fucked up a lot of the time. Third thing: You telling me that I... Continue Reading →
A BriarRose Update: State of the Thorned One
I just want to check in with the folks that are concerned about me during this time of great stress. For those of you not in the know, my mother is very ill and my family is moving and we have had unemployment woes - all in January-February. I am feeling steel-spined. As someone once... Continue Reading →
Not Squandering the Gift
As some of you may already know, my mother's health has been in a long, slow decline for...well, a very long time. As some of you may already know, my relationship with my family is complex - isn't that the way with familial relationships in general? But yes, very complex and often Fraught With Peril.... Continue Reading →
Bumpy but Breathing
I know I've fallen off the face of the map here at Ye Olde Blog - life has been adventurous, and the road has gotten decidedly bumpy. It has been bumpy in good ways: my household will be moving mid-February, so we are all a-flurry with packing and parsing and all the goodness and stress... Continue Reading →