Only hope can keep me together Love can mend your life But love can break your heart
There is no honor in being a mistress for a woman where honor matters; where the Girl Code is actually a code.
I use to believe some things were best kept private...but it is precisely the act of secret keeping that allowed my betrayal to fester so long. When the lies, secrets, and betrayal detonated on our lives twenty-eight days ago I was both sickened and relieved. The secret had been weighing down my soul and my... Continue Reading →
Living with shame isn't like living in darkness. It's staring into the sun; forever corrupting our ability to accurately perceive our significance and contributions to the world around us.
I’ve always enjoyed Calvin and Hobbes. I think like Calvin and I aspire to act like Hobbes. In reality many of my attitudes and beliefs about life are reflected in the dry and sarcastic humor of Bill Watterson’s comic. I collect Calvin and Hobbes comic books: the art is stimulating; the storytelling is inspired and... Continue Reading →
I am always fascinated with how systematic and chronic abuse trains people to react to the secrets when even a little light is cast onto the pain. Everyone has a role to play - the family's martyrs, sophists, pundits, revisionists and secret keepers all circle the wagons and begin their dance regardless of how cruel... Continue Reading →