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For the past 8 months I've only been able to talk about depression. Let's try something else.

September 15, 2016
This blog is coming to you in two parts.     Part One: PAX West      I went to PAX for the first time ever. I've lived in Seattle my whole life, I've loved video games since I can remember, I worked in the video game industry, and I never went. I thought I wouldn't have people to go with. I wouldn't...

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I don't know what to call it anymore

June 08, 2016
I wanted to start this by saying it first manifested as drug addiction, but I was sent to the psych ward for telling a cop I wanted to kill myself before I was ever addicted to opiates. From the very beginning I used substances (the first thing I ever abused was an over-the-counter sleep aid) to feel not like myself. Because I didn't...

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Think about saying things and then say them.

June 05, 2016
Inspired by Blodia/Lorien, #DateSomeoneWho I wanna date someone who goes to fairs and amusement parks and has tons of fun. I wanna date someone who puts their hand on my heart while I cry. I wanna date someone who loves dogs and cats and animals as much as I do. Best case scenario I date someone who already owns great dogs. ;) I...

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I'm doing the thing, re: gratitude

November 22, 2015
   I could watch another episode of The Leftovers tonight, but as I was queueing up the show I thought "is there something better (self-care related) that I could be doing with my time?" And, the answer was yes. Write. This blog is coming to you in 2 parts, Part One: My Planner    I have an absolutely terrible memory. I thought using...

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You have to go on a walk, and you have to write.

November 03, 2015
I was saying how I wish everyone would admit more often how clueless we all are. Let's talk about how we are all doing this for the first time, and we have no idea "where we are going." We're all hurling through space on this rock together, pretending like we have it all figured out. Art is our way of saying 'we're in...

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I've Never Loved Myself Like This Before

September 30, 2013
I was raised to believe that perfection was not only attainable, but obvious. That everything is black and white. I spent a lot of time doing all the wrong things, and I have struggled with never being good enough. Letting mistakes break me. Of all of the work I have been doing, on being a better person, friend, coworker, sister, and aunt- being...

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Everything is okay.

May 01, 2013
I had therapy today, it had been two weeks. The whole hour was spent talking about how well things are going- how I have taken risks and it has paid off tremendously. On the way home from Fremont, there was a giant rainbow.  When I got home and walked to the mail box, I sneezed into the letters. When I looked up, a smiling...

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