Dishes and Dog Shit

Maybe I've decided upon a theme? "Shit and Stuff: A Practice in Weekly Alliteration". Does that sound good? haha! Well, moving on. There is - after all - a point to this blog post. Mostly, it's centered around my newfound roommate: my step, brother-in-law. There have been a few nuances to work around, like making … Continue reading Dishes and Dog Shit


Dear Jeff Bezos: Is a suicide attempt enough, or do you still need more data?

My diagnosed-PTSD obviously wasn't enough; my friend's reports of gender-based harassment and discrimination weren't enough; when will it all be enough?

Cat Shit and Rental Cars

Today we're moving back to Eastern Washington (again) and - let me tell you - it's been a hell of a ride so far. A few days ago, we decided to rent an SUV so that we could move some of our stuff in my father-in-law's truck, and other stuff in the SUV. It was … Continue reading Cat Shit and Rental Cars

Brain Dump: Talking about Gratefulness

Every November, a handful of my Facebook friends do the daily gratefulness-post-thing. Instead of posting my own, I simply read through theirs and admire the wonderful things that are going on in the world for my friends and family. But this year, something is growing inside of me that is demanding to be shared. It's … Continue reading Brain Dump: Talking about Gratefulness

Who are you, really?

"Who are you?" How do you answer that? Do you start with your career, or something personal? Which is better? I've never known how to answer that question, because the truth always seems to get me in trouble: I'm a woman living with ADD. It's important for people to know that because my life has … Continue reading Who are you, really?


​[trigger warning] I'm sharing this as a blog because I think it's important to get this out into the world. My first experience with sexual assault was when I was 4-years-old. He was my babysitter. I have no idea how old he was, but I remember him laying me on his chest in his darkened … Continue reading #itsnotokay

Checking In

Good morning and goodnight! Go check out my latest blog post that I published super early this morning!

Chaos Grows (re: here we go again)

Before this very moment, I've never really had the urge to live in New York city. There was never anything alluring about living in a place where the streets smell of urine, where one person on the street is only a minute plankton in a sea of people, and where a car is less efficient … Continue reading Chaos Grows (re: here we go again)

I Can’t Help You

"Help me," he pleads. But I can't. I don't know what's wrong, but I'm terrified that he's gone insane. he keeps asking if he's in an ambulance, or if he's dead. I say no, but he tells me he doesn't believe me. I'm crying. Wet, hot tears roll down my nose, onto my lips. I … Continue reading I Can’t Help You