Blog Post
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This is not a “you have to believe what I do and that’s the only right answer” place. So if you’re here because of a random tag, and you’re going to start an argument, see your way out. Okay, now that it’s the real ones here, hi. I’m so sorry to do this to you.…
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There is a specific kind of safety in a pseudonym. A quiet place to put the words where they can’t burn you. I spent a lifetime just wanting someone—anyone—to look my way and acknowledge the noise in my head, but I was always too afraid to attach my own face to the melody.Then the phone…
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Healing isn’t linear. Three years post-divorce, the waves of grief still hit. An honest look at depression, therapy, and why I’m done apologizing for the bad days.”
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Another portion from the project I’m working on. It feels a little close for comfort, which means my nervous system is doing it’s job: healing. Saturday morning was usually a quiet affair for Cheryl Miller. She would sip her coffee in the sun room with the paper and just lounge. It was her necessary decompression…
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I have once again been made an aunt, this time by my sister. There is nothing like seeing your niece (or nephew) for the first time. I’ve been blessed with two blood nieces, one of whom entered the world today. As I sit and write this I haven’t met her yet, but I know I…
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It’s finally here. The month my book comes out. Never thought I’d say those words. Especially given the shit I’ve been through in the last 2 years. But anyway, It’s book month. Which is a little bit exciting, but also terrifying. Mostly I’m not sure what I expect out of this experience. I don’t know…

