Tag: Past
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Warning: Language (and trauma, and why birth isn't beautiful)
I wrote this up a few months ago, when I was just remembering all of it, and wanting to scream because I’ve always felt that no one really understands or understood my vehement desire to remain childless, or why every time labor or pregnancy (or children, for that matter) come up in a conversation, I…
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Silence isn't Golden
I’m tired of watching abuse. It happened to me, it happens around me – it’s the reason I can’t run away and escape from my past. The reason I can’t forget, the reason with every core of my being I become so angry that I lose words and start to breakdown. In 2005, 2006, and…
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Anniversary Leave
Our 2nd anniversary is on Memorial day, so I probably won’t be posting until Tuesday. Today was warm, really warm – we might put in our AC soon – although now it’s drastically cooling down and we’re under a severe thunderstorm watch, so I’m almost shivering. I didn’t paint anything today, but I did exercise…
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sigh
I feel like a bad wifey. I hate being sick and not doing anything (Alex’s orders) and then having to ask Alex (who’s been working late and it’s sooo not fun) to clean for me because it starts to stress me out. I can’t paint either, due to coughing and neck-aches, heck, I haven’t even…
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Thought of the day
(well, and yesterday too) Freedom isn’t something you ask for – it’s something you give/find/take/fight for yourself. In other words, asking for permission (from others) doesn’t work. But sometimes, it’s been there all along waiting for you to to get up and allow yourself to take it. Realizing in the process, that you were the…
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Art life
Last December, I started my art journey…and I recently found the picture that I started with. So, to give an idea of how far I’ve come in a year, Alex put the first drawing and my most recent painting side by side. I’m proud.
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The Burden of Homeschool Parents
I’m not a parent, but as an early-graduate home-school alumnus, and one who did a lot of teaching to my younger siblings, I think that I can be afforded some room for an opinion. I was thinking the other day about graduating and how it felt then versus how it feels now. Honestly, I was…
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Stress meter
Last week was an overload – on Monday I was depressed, Tuesday I was stressed, Wednesday I got my first ever pink slip from the police (who explained my inspection sticker was expired and I explained I had no idea and was looking at -apparently- the wrong number), Friday we found out that everything inspection-related…
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I love animation
Blame it on watching Scooby Doo, Arthur, and Disney Princess movies as a kid, but I love animation. Especially classic 2d animation. Yes, still. I’ve recently discovered Spongebob Squarepants, Phineas and Ferb (which has been on a marathon all day), Fox’s Animation Domination (Simpsons, Cleveland, Family Guy..) and South Park. Sometimes, when I’m in a…
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Meet Ella
Ella loves to dance ballet, draw, paint, play dogs and send her little toy horses on trips across the country. She lives in hidden places and only comes out when she’s feeling vulnerable, lost, and needs someone to hug her and tell her she’s good. Ella is perpetually 9 years old, just starting out and…