Weekend Reflections: It’s A Shame (Breakthrough No. 4)
I’ve been feeling a lot lately. Very recently I was triggered by two people back in New York who may or may not have meant to push my buttons. Let’s say they did. I went quiet, I stewed until I was furious, I found an appreciation for Taylor Swift’s LWYMMD, and then I chain smoked and wrote.
Weekend Reflections: What Are You Running From?
So, I’m back in Bali and intensely reevaluating my life. This is probably the very last of my Saturn Return, and the beginning of my mid-life crisis.
It’s okay. I’m okay with it.
The first time I came to Bali I was definitely running.
It was the middle of the night during Thanksgiving weekend 2016.
Weekend Reflections: Kill Your Expectations
Years ago I used to crush on a fuccboi, who may or may not have been highly functioning somewhere on the Spectrum. It was a rumor, the cruel kind, passed in jest, in private, by the most vile type of gossip – a cute, innocent-looking one.
Still, I loved him in my own way for a little while.
Starved For Love
I’ve been wanting to write about addiction and self-inflicted abuse for a while now. I wanted to address the ways we choose to hurt ourselves, and how we try to act oblivious