post-traumatic growth…one day at a time
“There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory mentioned, which states that this has already happened.” I’m 42 today. According to The Hitchhiker’s … Read more
A couple of weeks ago, as I gazed into the near future and pictured how the launch for The Pointy Hat Brigade might go, I started to get nervous. A sense of dread crept in, and I almost put a foot on the path of doubt. I worried that no one would buy the book. … Read more
I had my heart broken recently. And in a ridiculous irony, given the state of my radical feminist brain as of late, it was not a man who broke it. It was a couple of women who I considered to be great allies and safe confidantes. I had thought we were ‘three’. I had thought … Read more
Yes I’m re-using that picture. It makes me smile, deal with it. My arm hair returned recently, along with a small but annoying case of acne. These are things I’d dealt with before chemo removed them both and replaced them with that sexy, hairless-cat look and hot flashes. Now they’re both back, and I’m doing … Read more
In my last post I talked about the dancing asshole in front of the finish line, and how I have this tendency to back away from something right as I’m about to achieve success at it. I’m surprised and pleased at the response I got – it seems to have hit a nerve with more … Read more