January 6 is going to be one of those Never Forget days for me, for a long time. Maybe for the rest of my life.
One year ago today, a violent mob of domestic terrorists, inspired and commanded by an impeached fascist who lost a free and fair election, overran…
I got a couple of those Facebook Memories today that I’m glad I wrote. I’m grateful I saw them this morning, and I want to share them.
November 5, 2018
I wrote this yesterday on my tumblr thing. I’m sharing it here for anyone who struggles with the same things…
This isn’t the sort of thing I typically publish on Medium. This is something I publish on my blog. But, because I think there’s some number of you who have chosen to follow me here, and not there, I’m breaking my own rules. This has gotten incredible, positive, “holy crap…
TRIGGER WARNING: ABUSE
I read this post on Tumblr, and it spoke to my lived experience in a loud and familiar voice. I posted it in comments on my Facebook yesterday, but I think it’s worth promoting to Main for other survivors who may take some comfort from it the…
Last week, I came across an image that sparked a reflection on a lot of the trauma I experienced as a child. It’s trauma that lingers in my life, and it’s trauma that I discovered a whole lot of other people share.
TRIGGER WARNING: ABUSE.
I saw this image a few days ago and WOW it hit me so hard. This is how my shitty, manipulative, narcissist parents talked to me for my entire childhood, whenever I told her I didn’t want to go on auditions, or he made me cry with…
California Surgeon General Dr. Nadine Burke-Harris reached out to me last week, and asked if I’d be willing to talk a little bit about my Adverse Childhood Experiences (ACEs) today, to coincide with the launch of NumberStory.org, a new nonprofit organization she founded to help support people like me who…
Yesterday, I marked the fifth anniversary of my decision to quit drinking alcohol. It was the most consequential choice I have ever made in my life, and I am able to stand before you today only because I made it.
I was slowly and steadily killing myself with booze. I…
Father’s Day is tough for me. I don’t have a dad, because the man who was my father made a choice, when I was a child, to be my bully, instead.
For my entire life, this man was implacable, inscrutable, and entirely unwilling to have any kind of relationship with…
A gentle reminder: when we are out in the world, it’s incredibly important to maintain a six foot distance from each other. The virus doesn’t go away and stop being dangerous, once we walk into a store.
Most of us who are able to quarantine have been doing that, and…
