
Ambigrams are pretty awesome, if you ask me. This is one of my tattoos, which I got ages ago, inspired by my Mentor (Ursa). I was actually IN Colorado at the time of conception, when I spent a solid 6 hours drawing it. It didn’t look like what I have now, though, because when I…

It’s fairly difficult for me to think back and find a moment in my life that I would choose as a favorite, mostly because those are few and far between. I’ve talked quite a bit in my past entries about how much trauma and strife I’ve been through. However, the one I’m having come up…

Dis bish. In my first “Gravity” post, I went on quite the rant. I shared very few examples of the bullshit I went through as his wife and subsequently his ex-wife. I barely scratched the surface of the horrible shit he’s put me through, especially after the divorce and the parameters of our shared custody…

During one of my Women’s Support Group meetings for R4S – an addiction recovery program (more to come on that, stay tuned) – we discussed how difficult it is to forgive our partners for the Betrayal Trauma and everything else they inflicted on us. One of the other ladies talked about the overwhelming pressure that…

Heh. Whilst doing the morning cat swap routine, I discovered Squirrel in the basement. I didn’t get a picture at the time, so here is Squirrel: GAH! Kawaaiiiiii (cute in Japanese, cuz I’m a nerd). Dis the cat we think belongs to the new neighbors. I nicknamed it Squirrel because it’s hair is mostly short-medium,…

Well… an update. I don’t have many words. Gravity never ceases to amaze me with the utter bullshit his delusions can drum up. He makes me fucking tired. And yeah, he brings me down (hence the apt nickname). So, here ya go… So yeah… apparently, he still has no idea what it was like to…

So… I guess I’ll be posting a special edition Gravity is being Extra Again feature… because he exists and insists on never taking responsibility for anything. Fun times! I’ve posted about him previously, giving a small taste of who he really is. Narcissistic Twats be a certain way around “normal” people, but reveal their ugly…

Sunday, we went to the beach (2nd beach trip). It was exhausting, but I got more shells, so there’s that. Took a nap when we got back, then kidnapped the Daughter of Friend for a tie-dye Pride thing. That was fun. Talked with Granny Sídhe Monday. Loved hearing about the Minecraft shenanigans, even if the…

Welp… The Boyfriend took me to “Anger Management” as part of our date day… hahaha, okay okay… it was a Rage Room. I got to break shit. It was GLORIOUS! A very rare glimpse of the real me, finishing off the old printer we got to brutally destroy… I even stomped it like the guys…

Despite currently doing the Thing, I decided to go ahead with the IFS/EMDR therapy… I mean, it’s telehealth, so why not?! I had to reschedule from Tuesday to Thursday because the Tuesday stuff made it not possible. All the same, it was rough (as usual). Discovering inner parts of myself that have been stuffed away…

Are you aware that – sometimes – when a fly lands, it barfs to then suck up more nutrients?! I know there’s more accurate terminology to describe the process, but I don’t feel like finding it lol Ages ago, while riding in the back of Gravity’s mother’s car, I saw a fly land on her…

I. Am. Exhausted. Holy shitballs, lol. TEW MUCH WALKING! The Thing is taxing my body hard-core, y’all. Don’t get me wrong, I’m having a great time. But omfg my body doth protest!!! Totally not dropping any clues in my Featured Pictures. Nope. Nothing of the sort. 😈 I’ll just say that I forgot what humidity…
The Journey of a Thousand Miles Begins with One Step – Lao Tzu
From the: Tao te Ching