Reblogged from Laments and Lullabies: I fucking hated the years between 5 and 15. 16 to 25 were hit and miss. Now I’m 34 and I think I’m getting the hang of it. Maybe. I had a few things working against me when I was growing up (who didn’t?). I was a tall, strong girl, from a … Continue reading
Reblogged from Laments and Lullabies: A terrifying thing happened to me last week. I received this email. The Client wants to SEE MY FACE. I mean, he’s seen it on Facebook and stuff. And I’ve spoken to him on the phone, but no real life stuff. He lives in Toronto. Me, in Montreal. That was a very … Continue reading
Reblogged from Laments and Lullabies: I’m done. They let me loose. Graduated Stigma cum Loud. Now I have to DO SOMETHING. Get work, or apply for financial assistance, or start a counterfeit operation. Gotta find a hobby. Gotta leave the house more. Gotta start reintegrating. Emphasis on “grating”. Gotta make and keep my therapy appointments. Gotta stay on … Continue reading