Scars and Hearts or maybe Hearts and Scars

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self pity works for 30 seconds at a time

So maybe it took more than thirty seconds to write that last post. So maybe I have been feeling like a garbage can full of nothing for a long time. The point is I am definitely someone who has not… Continue Reading →

do we see ourselves only through our reflection in others?

I read an article the other day that really hit home about a man who had spent a few years in isolation and how he lost sense of himself because he never talked to anyone at all after being offered… Continue Reading →

Today is my Birthday

Today I turned 44. I started writing some epic post about how I was in surgery 25 years ago. How I almost died, how I have had to repeat it 7 times, and the experience is to be repeated again,… Continue Reading →

so many things to say. I have said them a lot

Hmmm. So sorry kids. I know I owe so much more to this website and my others. I have been building the meat of the other project I have mentioned–the coronabalona. I am on twitter, there, though I have neglected… Continue Reading →

camo legs and all

I have decided to refer to my stems as camo mottled–that’s what happens when you use your body as a counter weight vs just dead-lifting everything. But, if you knew me at all, you’d realize I take that as a… Continue Reading →

new realizations…

Ok you guys–I am doing the thing I allowed myself today though I did fuck around on FB for an hour. Not a smart thing to do being so stressed out by the move, but maybe the best thing to… Continue Reading →

soooo…..moving east. again.

Sorry for the radio silence, party people. It was definitely not my fault this time–I had asked to renew these sites but the admin had an accident and could not get them up. Luckily for me, he got them renewed… Continue Reading →

I’m a dick, but that’s maybe why you like me

Quiet from my end is not always a sign of great things, but I have been writing content for my other things, as mentioned before in passing. Right now I am living on the edge, people–no health insurance to speak… Continue Reading →

expiration and respiration

I tried to call this morning to check on that little thing sitting in my uterus. Lo and behold there are no options for women who have no health insurance to get lesions in their uterus removed. The clinic I… Continue Reading →

tickity tick again

So I gotta say, for someone not on anxiety medication or taking any other pyschoactive substance I guess aside from marijuana, it does suck to once again know I have a broken heart again. It’s the thing I am trying… Continue Reading →

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