A Tough Run & Pain Spirals

For the last few months I have been running two miles a day, every weekday morning. Running has been a frequent activity in my life since high school days as a middle-distance runner on the track team. I have been very inconsistent with running throughout adulthood, but I have never cut it out of my…

Book Writing – Masochism & Shout Out to Angels

I got to a point in the book writing where I said, why in fucktown did I ever begin this mammoth soul crushing work? What the hell was I thinking? Clearly, this book writing life held within its encompassing tentacles the makings of masochism— self-inducing pain, head banging, nerve rattling, oh just fuckin shoot me…

I’m Better

I don’t want you to think I’m over here drowning in a pool of my own tears. I’m better today, truly. I have no regrets about sharing that post yesterday, especially if it made anyone reading feel less alone with their own angst. I’m strengthening my Love muscle over here, getting my heart pumped for…

What Am I Afraid Of?

I imagine if I were to put it to a vote, some people would tell me to stop writing so openly about my vulnerabilities. And I would tend to agree with them except for one, not so minor, consequential item— my creativity would be stifled. If it frightens me to come here and disclose my…