Posts filed under: Epiphanies

Remember who you are, Bethy

When I first became disabled, I was often caught in a state of total identity confusion. All of the sudden all of the things that I thought made me me... Read More

Let’s talk about pee, baby

All homage due to Salt ‘n Pepa, talking about pee probably isn’t as fun or interesting to most folks as talking about sex, but hey. I never claimed to write... Read More

Alicia: The first in a series

Perhaps you’ve noticed a certain lack of words coming from these pages as of late. Maybe you haven’t and you’re also sick and tired of reading about how tired I... Read More

The things we don’t talk about (Volume 2)

Back in 2017, before my MS went into hyper-speed mode, I shared what I thought at the time was a very open and vulnerable post about some of the body... Read More

Nighttime: An Ode

Nighttime is alive with sound here at the Hidden Falls Home for Wayward Women. Nighttime is the sound of a million unseen creatures coming in through my open windows. I... Read More

The stories we were told

Our lives are built from the stories we were told from the time we were old enough to have the ability to remember – and if you ask me, maybe... Read More

Falling Slowly

As I started writing this post (on my damn phone again…grrr), I got the intense urge to go back through my nearly five years of writing this blog to check... Read More

The seduction of looking back

Alternate title:  “Why I didn’t write an inspirational goodbye to 2020,” by Bethy Bright and Dark. It felt too long? Not punchy enough? Too literal maybe? You know I’ve given... Read More

On being a functional ambulator

I’m sitting here looking at friends’ pictures on Instagram of their super fun long holiday weekend plans, thinking about my family who have gathered at my niece’s new house for... Read More

So now I know what floppy feels like

And it’s good to know. I mean, I was haunted by the idea that I’d find out what it felt like for my baclofen pump settings to be too high... Read More