I was eighteen, and almost free. I had my whole life ahead of me. Six weeks before I could escape the cult I grew up in and go to college, live in a dorm, and finally, maybe, have a life of some sort. I was on a train to go see Kiss. A moment I’ll […]Read more "The Loss I Carry In Secret"
Holidays are hard. Anyone who doesn’t agree with me might not have lived or loved as hard. Or maybe I was just dealt a different hand from life. The first two funerals I went to were those of my sister and father barely five months apart. There are so many of us who have lost […]Read more "Holidays Are Hard"
Few celebrity deaths hit me hard. Sure I’m generally sad for the loss of a talented human, and what they meant to other people but I say it’s sad, and then go about my day. Not so with Chester Bennington. His death hit me harder than I ever imagined it would. It’s been years since […]Read more "In the end it really mattered to me"
There have only been a few characters in my life who have truly spoken to me. I read hundreds of books a year, and half of them I never finish. I love all sorts of fiction from gritty middle grade, to historical, from romance, to queer, to anything which holds my attention. I’ll truly read […]Read more "My Heart Is Heavy"