mourning
How Mo(u)rning Finds You.
not posted on father's day
emotional
emotional
Ship Carefully
I work through some tough feelings, but I am mostly pissed.
poetry
things that are true.
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Theydies and Gentlethems, FRUSTRATING TIMES
Everything bad you heard about WordPress is true, And despite the software fork of it, This thing has been fucking frustrating. This cobbled together thing is still mine So I forgo sleep, peace, creativity Trying every forum post and whim, With Support Desk in my inbox More than my loved
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Albi's Notes on Invisibility
So I've been so stressed and focused on the negative (read: recent clusterfuck and such), that for a moment I forgot to have fun. You may have noticed that the silly, lighter posts have stopped. I also haven't done fanfic in awhile. And some feelings I
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Lighthouse
I said I wasn't gonna do this again. But it doesn't count if it's unpolished. It doesn't count if the resources are right at the tip of my tongue. But I think of these two groups I'm in, and how
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The Story Everyone Has
Everyone has their The One That Got Away story. I'm no exception. Let's call her Sally. We met in college and became friends. We were a close-knit group, most of us in the same field of study. We both liked anime and hanging out on
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All That I'm Feeling
My partners and therapists have been asking how I am feeling, post-election results. That's the easy part: Disgust. Frustration. Rage. Determination and Resolve. Exhaustion. But out of all the emotions I can list, I can't say I was surprised. A large part of me suspected
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Part 2: The Call to Action
FUCK TRUMP Fuck every one of you who voted for him. Fuck the system for not being broken, but working just as intended. To the Queers, the Black and Brown People, The Poor, The Disabled, The Marginalized, and anyone else terrified and angry and numb and everything else: I know
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In which I whine about October
It's a rough month for me. I know I say this every year, but truly. It has every reason to be. Some of the most harrowing events of my personal life occurred during this month. I try not to ruminate (weak emphasis on try) but I just end
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One Degree (Mourning and Resolution)
I'm still trying to break free of the notion that I gotta have a long 500-word-count-MLA-essay for it to be blog-worthy. Content Warning for suicide mention (and to say: I am fine. Just saddened.) I first read about it in other statuses since
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The Post-Move Blues
I'm now alone here House empty and beige Windows wide open And the tiredness Finally seeping in A failed lynchpin Staring out to the trees Understanding, at last, The cause for the distance And realizing That I can't carry any more Day 21 Week 21 I
