Have you ever pissed off your therapist? I have. Today was the day. My therapist looked me dead in the eye and said, "You frustrate the hell out of me. Stop hiding who you are!" Because I do. I know, I blog every day and I have a podcast and I am active on social...
[welcome to my anti-politics, totally-in-denial-about-election-day blog post. Because the only thing worse than politics is online dating.] I actually have an OkCupid profile. I've had it for years, although I deactivated it off and on for most of that time. I don't...
Here's my embarrassing truth: I love green smoothies. I love the convenience, I love the super-charged vitamins and minerals, and (yes, really) I love the flavor. As a fat person, I've gone through my share of extreme diet trends, including low fat, low carb, low...
This one is all super political while also being quaintly sentimental. I recall my Mother, who was a second wave feminist of the 70s and 80s, and wonder how she would view this year's presidential election. I get maudlin, you've been warned:
This might be a metaphor. Mostly it's just a rant. Walking my precious baabookins, Keely, through the local neighborhood is usually relaxing. Except when I'm being stalked by Trust Fund Poster Couple and their yappy brat of a dog. Okay, they weren't stalking me. We...
Taking things apart, slowly, bit by bit. I am a patient person. I was a patient child. I can sit for hours in limbo, waiting for a person or an event; I can work on stories for years; I can go on long trips by car or plane without stress. I get impatient sometimes,...
Oh, gosh, I have drafted such serious and interesting blog posts, y'all! ...and yet, I'm not the least bit interested in posting them today. Today was therapy day. Which, all in all was okay. I'm okay. I've made "really amazing progress" over the last year, to quote...
I think a better way to phrase this question is, "why do men turn you on?" I mean, does it make any more sense that way? What kind of question is that to ask of a person who has at some point admitted to being attracted to men? And then I think of this tumblr post,...
Yeah, I get that paranoid side-eye for posting on my blog and importing to Medium, but see, I OWN MY BLOG. I own my blog, and I own my content. I do not give a flying fuck how honest and sincere the Medium people seem. We've heard all the same before -- before the LJ...