Today my RELATIONSHIPS ARE HARD guest is Lizzi Lewis. Just shy of a year after telling Husby I couldn’t be married to him any longer, I stood with the decree absolute in my hands. Unassuming paper and complicated legalese confused me at first – was this really it? It was really it, and after a…
My #BeReal guest today is Britta Buchanan. What does it mean to #bereal? I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, in the context of how I perceive myself and in the context of how others perceive me. As I write this, I am wrapping up one semester of teaching English in Thailand with the…
I’ve discovered in the search for who I am that I’m not just one thing. You see… I kept making the mistake of trying to define myself. I am not JUST anything. I am all the different colors between and including black and white. I am a prism reflecting myself into the world. I…
I pretend not to notice or care. That’s just life. It happens. I see you reading, messaging, answering, flirting, complimenting, spending time elsewhere and giving all your attention away. I sit in the corner picking at my food wondering if you would notice if I stood to leave. I watch as your eyes find pleasure…
Tell me your secrets No need to lie I will eat them up And make them mine Crawl into my arms And make a home I’ll hold you tight And keep you warm Give me your tears I’ll collect them in a jar Shaped like my heart So you can face each end With a…
Please welcome today’s #BeReal guest, Fat Bottom Girl. The load of shame I carry on a daily basis weighs me down. I wish I could tell you when I picked up this particular baggage, but I cannot. I’ve carried it so long, that it’s become a part of me; melded into my marrow. My shame…
Please welcome my #BeReal guest today, Simon Overy So then, let me begin by thanking Hasty for giving me this opportunity to entertain (he said hopefully) her many readers and in doing so offer a big thank you to you readers out there in the blogosphere for taking time out to, you know, read…
My #BeReal guest today is Ned Hickson. As a humor columnist, I get paid to be a truth-stretcher. An embellisher. A chronicler of life blown out of proportion. And I get to do it without living in Washington D.C. It’s a skill my mother will tell you I began honing at a young age…
I can’t feel my words I draw the dots, spots Meticulously one by one And I’m connecting them Constellations of emotion Designs for all to see But I don’t recognize The pictures I’ve drawn Meaningless ramblings Inside my brain, jumbled Upon the starry sky And I sit and wonder If they’ll ever amount Accumulate…
Please welcome my #BeReal guest today, Dave Cenker. It started with a simple message. Would you consider writing for me? Just six words. I never expected such a simple request to unravel me on the inside. Truth be told, it was those last two words that really hit an emotional chord for me,…
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