For a while now, I’ve wondered if there might be a better life for me elsewhere. Maybe the city has more to offer? Or maybe I could travel for a while, and see if anywhere seems nice. After all, I’ve been living in the same place for a very long time. For the last year … More The Search for greener grass
Not too long I was munching into what claimed to be bread. Yuck! Try as it might, it was never going to be wheat. They spent so much effort trying to change it into something it’s not. Not too long after staring at the laundry list of ingredients, I started to wonder: What could they … More Learning to go with the grain
It would seem the leaves are falling. Everything that was whizzing by. Leaving The shell behind. I can scarcely believe my eyes. Just what lies underneath? Yes. Spring cleaning in autumn. I hope you understand the kind of person I am now. 😛 Anyway, I’ve been going though quite an emotional upheaval of late. It … More Doing some spring cleaning.
Sometimes we act in ways that seem rather strange considering the circumstances at hand. I myself have been avoiding human contact for months, No, Years now because of things that are no longer relevant. Sure, There have been some pretty shitty things that happened to me over the years. In response I shut the world … More Trauma and learning to embrace Pain.
My blog has been rather quiet for some time. And when it hasn’t been, most of it has been rather irrelevant. I feel like I’m coming out of a fog. I’ve been afraid to speak my mind for fear of what people might think.My transition has forced me to hide so much of who I … More I’m still Alive!
I heard about this a little while ago, from another blogger. She has a lovely site called the silent wave. And I felt like sharing something. No, scratch that, I need to share this. It’s been eating at me from the day it happened. Maybe It’s already died off? I don’t really care to … More #MeToo- The Drama Class
Seeing as nobody wanted to read my last post, I’m making this one! because… reasons? I guess people really do judge books by their covers. it was a happy post! well, mostly. It was kinda bittersweet. I don’t feel this cold dark void of oblivion creeping into my every thought anymore. I feel warm inside. … More What now?