HIGH AND FRIGHT-Y

It is a holiday. But my husband had to work. So we did the typical barbecue thing as a late lunch/really-early supper. Before he goes in to manage a bunch of teenagers who will inevitably be harassed by the drunken public. Before, during and after the fireworks displays. Stupidly I neglected to eat breakfast. I […]

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BY THE POWER OF POD

When something unexpected happens adjustments are necessary. Sometimes an entire revamp needs to happen. Other times the slightest shift in a new direction is all it takes to find your footing again. My diagnosis took me by surprise and threw me for a loop. It forced me to reimagine my post-secondary plans and that left […]

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MIND OVER THE ATLANTIC

I’ve pinched myself a million times. Literally. There’s welts and bruises. And I still cannot believe it is true… Me, the gal with Type 1 Diabetes and a bunch of mental illnesses, was asked to come and sit on a panel, next to several awe-inspiring folks, and share my story. The story of how I […]

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SLIP(STREAM) AND FALL

Okay. I think I may have finally digested and decompressed from my camp experience. I think. It has taken me a lot longer than I thought it would to process this year’s Slipstream. And I’m not sure I even have a solid reason why. My approach to camp was much different than last year (as […]

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STARVED FOR PERFECTION

We are living in a digital world but I am not a digital girl. And that makes me feel out of place. But, at the same time, I am not entirely sure it is a place I want to be. I’m not sure it is the place for me. Maybe I’m too fucking old. Maybe […]

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NOT QUITE THERE

I wish I had a better beginning for you. I wish there was a cohesiveness to what is to follow, but there likely won’t be. I fear it may be a bit broken. Garbled. And, possibly incoherent. For nearly two weeks I have attempted to compile, to create, to commit to paper/screen, a post about […]

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CAMP MEANS BAGGAGE

Here’s the thing, when something happens once a year, it nonchalantly makes you to look back on the year that was. And all the things that happened during the 365(ish) days between then and now. And that can be tricky business. Especially if you are someone like me. Someone with (A LOT) of anxiety. And […]

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CAMP CONSTERNATION

I wish I could pinpoint the moment I lost my ability to happily be present in public. But I haven’t yet found the one who grants wishes. I have thought long and hard about what happened and when. But I get so wrapped up in all the details that it becomes a muddled mess. I […]

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