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  • Wrongful Yelling

    I yelled at my brother because he wronged us, because he wronged me. My aunt is suffering through cancer treatment that will most likely result in her death, but the odds being what they are and her will to live being what it is, there’s no other option. I yelled at my brother because he…

  • Lucky in Love: Screaming It from the Rooftops!

    Dear Readers,   I have found LOVE. TRUE LOVE.   It all has happened so quickly. It’s whirlwind of romance.   See, this guy flaked out on me but then said he was interested and then flaked out on me again, but today, TODAY, he has emailed twice and left a voicemail explaining his dog…

  • To My Dearest, Part 4

    It’s been almost a year since you entered my life causing chaos and laughter and destruction Today I realized you are a relief in a way inexplicable My heart has eased its aching enough to be to be confused by easy emotions and images of closure enough to be glad that anger is not the…

  • Man-Forgiveness Policy

    I had an epiphany. Again. It occurred to me as I was listening to the ends and outs of a loan forgiveness program where teachers who are employed in high-need areas have their student loans repaid (forgiven). What every single woman and gay man needs to do is establish a Man-Forgiveness Policy for which each potential…

  • He Thinks, She Thinks: More on Bitterness

    If I weren’t so self-involved, I’d ask you how you were. I’d ask you how you feel about the stimulus package and Oprah and landscaping and your family. I’d remember your birthday, and I’d say, Happy Birthday. I’d recognize you as someone not to be stepped on, someone worthy of common decency.   As it…

  • Living Dead

    The doctors and I have an understanding. We say things like, well, your treatment options are narrowing or to mix things up, we tell her, we’ll have to wait and see what the test results say. We do not say, your life options are limited.   We do not tell her she’s more likely to…

  • On Loss

    I think I may have lost my mojo. I’m almost sure I had it at one point. I think I might have been sexy once. Way back, last summer, maybe. The most alluring thing about me now is my side bang, which hangs ever so seductively in my face and sometimes gets in my eye,…

  • Overdue

    Due warning: this is NOT a creative or funny post. Unless you want to be subjected to paragraphs and paragraphs of endless venting and bitching, go ahead and move on to someone else’s blog and come back here soon. I adore you, dear reader; I just have issues that the medication is not smothering at…

  • Disconnect

    So he’ll be leaving soon when he’s been gone all along.   For a flash of a second, someone turned the blaring overhead lights on when I had painstakingly taken measures to make sure the room was dim.   Low lighting hides all flaws or at the very least, softens them. What’s seen in starkness…

  • Time Change

    My friend, Lamar, recently posted about living in the past and the future and trying to find balance in the now. It made me think. I only have brief moments of clarity in which I totally feel the now. For example, I live in the now when I realize this or that sucks. When I…