Your Crazy is Perfect. I Want It.

I used to be so afraid of being seen, so afraid to be identified or identifiable in a crowd. I wanted to crouch down onto my knees and disappear so often, praying that no one would notice me, that I wouldn’t inspire anyone to make a comment about me or to me. It was truly […]

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We Say F&*$ a Lot. Like a Lot Lot.

A typical conversation with Soul, my partner, not my actual soul lol is sprinkled generously with: ya ass fucken bitttch shut the f up get the f out of here f you etc etc etc. Basically a bunch of profanity with a sprinkle of actual meaning and content. To me, I look at this and […]

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Who the F Actually Are You

What does it mean to be fully expressed? That question feels kinda big for me, in this moment. I just journaled around that topic several pages. I noticed I felt discomfort around being fully expressed. I asked myself the questions. Why did I feel uncomfortable? When did I feel uncomfortable when it comes to expressing […]

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