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It’s not like I don’t like to go anywhere; I just know my limitations. I know that even one doctor’s visit in a week can bring my world to a somersaulting halt. Last week, I dared to attempt several doctor’s appointments to get them over with. This week, I’m deep inside my house and home,…
(This piece was originally published during the pandemic on Shalavee.com. I’ve edited it and posted a copy on my Substack account as well. Follow the link to go and subscribe to my posts on Substack now.) The global pandemic in 2020 again brought to light the fact that the world runs on the efforts and…
Randomly routing through some old documents lurking in desktop folders and I suddenly came across my life goals list dated 2013. I suspect it’s actually from 2012 because the first goal was achieved in March 2013 when I bore us a hail Mary daughter, Fiona Marie Peach, who just turned 12 years old last week….
I have occupied this female flesh body for 58 years. Life navigation within this mysterious bunch of girl cells, nerves, and stickiness has been a tough discovery of my biological hiccups. Although I had a zesty sex life in my younger years, I need you to know that I only first felt entitled to feel…
Last year, 2024, was my game changing year. I vowed to conquer my anxieties and fortify my body with all the right hormones, I made significant changes in my life. I locked down and worked through my blockages on my blog, my finances, my anxieties, and found my self-esteem hiding behind those blockages. I did…
Midway through the 2024 holiday madness, too soon on the tails of Turkeysgiving, I want to pause and give thanks to all of you who have contributed to this writing journey of mine. To those who supported me in my beginnings, even if you’re dead now or no longer my friend, thank you. To my…
Whether I like it or not, I’m The Event Planner for the holidays. I need to make myself happy to be able to make anyone else happy.
The phrase “holidays” is a trauma trigger for me. Spend this many years on life’s holiday production staff and shit will happen. With that many moving parts, some sort of system, communication, or technical breakdown and failure is inevitable. Additionally, in 2024, this “most wonderful time of the year” is dirtied by the politics of…
One of the big epiphanies which led me to begin my 100 days of letting go of past shite project, was how I’d decided that this project was a waste of time. At the time, I was overwhelmed and doing my forced march to the finish line. I then convinced myself that it wasn’t as…
Setting boundaries is something I could avoid the rest of my life and be happy. I’d rather say, sure, I’ve got you. When do you need that by? Yes!!! And take your overwhelm for the red flag to say No way Hose!
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