Getting There

So It Turns Out I Might Have Been Really Fucked Up for Pretty Much Forever, but I Think That It's Kind of A Good Thing?

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“Going through some boxes from the basement, and came across this.” Typically when a young adult hears this from their father, they except to see some shitty Picasso-esque macaroni portrait, or ditalini maracas, or that tri-color ridged tube noodle necklace that you puked on in Kindergarten. (Seriously, why the fuck was everything made of out […]

Getting Back on The Proverbial Horse

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The last few days have felt surreal, to say the least. I’ve been hesitant to write this post, for fear of willing the idea that this truly is all a dream into existence: a viable fear for someone who, post-traumatic brain injury, was told that “maybe all this is just a figment of your comatose […]