I’m a talker, a communicator, a storyteller. I’m a sharer and an over-sharer. I’m a chronic poster, tweeter and Instagramer. I’m a recovering gossip who occasionally relapses. I’m eternally the 4th grade chatterbox who took the report card note of, “talks too much in class” as less of a criticism and more of a challenge […]Read More a piece of cake
Since I got back from Paris, I’ve become one of those people who starts off a lot of sentences with “Since I got back from Paris…” because the trip turned my thinking upside down. I know, I know this idea that “Since I got back from Paris, my point of view has totally changed” all […]Read More Bateau Ivre
You’re okay. You’re okay. You’re okay. I had to kept saying this to myself as I laid in bed. I had to keep saying it not just because I knew it was true but also because saying it was helping. See, I woke up with my heart racing, sweating and generally having that feeling I […]Read More forbidden happy
How do I look? How do I look when I’m struggling? How do I look when I’m happy? How do I look when I’m grocery shopping? How do I look when I’m dealing with family members, cleaning up cat barf, watching reality TV or cooking dinner? More importantly do you think I look? Luckily for […]Read More relieve me of the bondage of selfie
We are in the era of the topless, body positive Instagram post. We are in the era of the multi-tweet thread chronicling everything from an individual’s heroic battle with a mental illness to a harrowing account of waiting in line at the airport. We are in the era of blogs like the one your reading […]Read More action! I wanna live.
For those of you keeping score at home, I have at some point in my life detoxed from the following substances: alcohol, cigarettes, cocaine, sugar (a couple of times) and drama. I slide that last nasty little drug on there because for me it’s precisely that. Conflict, chaos, pot stirring, gossip, backstabbing, general smack-talking and […]Read More confessions of a dramaholic
what if I was no longer sober? what if I started drinking again? what if drugs were something that I all of a sudden just did again? what if this part of me for the last 8 years just melted away and suddenly wasn’t? what if it turned out to be not a big deal? […]Read More what if I was no longer sober?
On behalf of alcoholics and drug addicts everywhere, I’d like to confirm that we are worse at change than you are. Sure, you might be complaining endlessly about the new Twitter update but some of us are ready to start rioting in the streets over it. Just so you know, we will always win at […]Read More my terms & conditions have changed
Me: Also? I’m a 173 pounds. Husband: But that’s what you said you thought you weighed, right? Me: Yeah. But still. It’s not great news. The Husband: Wait. So you’re upset that something you knew was going to turn out a certain way did just that? Me: Well, I was just really hoping to be […]Read More my expectations have expectations
When it comes to life encompassing black holes of depression and despair, it’s helpful to have a benchmark. It’s helpful to have a moment so damn bleak that nearly everything in comparison feels like a Smurfs cartoon. It’s helpful to remember these periods in your current life too so you don’t take it for granted […]Read More you with the sad eyes