Tag Archives: Coming to Terms with Myself

Tinted Lenses

For reasons I don’t quite understand, I’ve been going back and reading my very first blog. Some of my older posts weren’t terrible; for every “Why do I deal with idiots?” post there were others that dealt with geeky thoughts … Continue reading

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When the Silence Deafens

The sound of nothingness fills the house right now. Sure, there is background noise–the whir of a fan in the bedroom and in the den, the hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen–but there is a distinct lack of human … Continue reading

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When Helping Doesn’t Actually Help

As you know, I’m dealing with some pretty severe breast issues.  If you don’t know, or are a newer reader to this particular blog, I’ll sum it up: I have BRCA. To put it gently, my risk of developing breast … Continue reading

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Roses and Thorns

It’s Mother’s Day. As you all know, I’ve had problems with this day for years; it’s been a problem for me since I was young. But I’m not the only one who has a problem with this day: Libby Anne … Continue reading

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Trauma Doesn’t Work That Way!

According to Jesse Lee Peterson, a child can be born gay if the mother was angry while pregnant, because she can pass “spiritual trauma” in utero. Seriously. Now, if that wasn’t bad enough–biology and pregnancy in general do not work that … Continue reading

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“Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.”

“The more it changes, the more it’s the same thing.” — Alphonse Karr I held the note in my hands. It was written on notebook paper and it was folded into one of those neat little square “envelopes”. It looked … Continue reading

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All the Empty Spaces

Last Saturday, I stepped into my old Walmart to grab a few things. It was past 2100–9 PM for those of you not used to the 24 hour clock–so the store was quiet. Almost too quiet. There were no screaming … Continue reading

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