Day 270 of 365: feel the suck. get the prize.

My boyfriend is a generally happy person. He lives his life in the middle numbers on the 1-10 scale. That’s kind of his base level of existence. When I get in wonky places, he’s able to easily snap me out of them. He’ll call me on my shit if I’m having a pity party, or […]

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Day 251 of 365: to feel different, I have to *be* different

Oh dear lord, the shit show I got myself into over the last week. So I was in Sedona, having an amazing vacation with my amazing cousin, and then I got triggered. Some ass hat tour guide was showing us vortexes and she thought she could hold space for emotional healing and: A. At no […]

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