Self-Indulgent Fantasy

(Content note: violent situations, Republicans) Anxiety likes to force me through worst case scenarios. These often end in the death of a loved one, my death (gruesome, or painful, or humiliatingly banal), or worse, ending up a middle aged person working at walmart with death in their eyes.* This morning I questioned that. Why don't … Continue reading Self-Indulgent Fantasy

Repression Is A Talent Of Mine

"You're checking her out!" My friend JK sounded both shocked and amused. He was giving me a ride to Tampa for our LARP night and as we pulled away from the place I shared with my sister J, we'd seen a young woman walking along the side of the road, with long dark hair, a … Continue reading Repression Is A Talent Of Mine