Posts tagged with: when I call myself disabled

Mindless late-night ramblings

I have a feeling I’m going to regret this…but here is a new “post” of sorts. Though I’m not sure qualifies as a post at all.... Read More

More like while I was out

Wow. It’s been a long time. I don’t think I’ve ever not written words for this blog or even just for myself for this long before. I wish I could... 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

Everything old is new again

More like everything old is old again, if I’m honest. I’m back at the beginning. A very fine place to start, or so said Fraulein Maria, but I’m almost certain... Read More

What a strange night

I’ve been putting off writing this post for a while now. And now that I’m finally writing it, and on my phone of all things, I’m not sure how eloquent... 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

Where’s Bethy

Hey friends. This is just a quick note to let folks know that I am back in the hospital for a while and am having difficulty writing (typing really) on... Read More

The first warm days of summer

The forecast said it was going to be warm today and it was. The central air was welcome and set conservatively at 70, you hope that will be enough for... Read More

Scary things that go bump in my brain

It’s a good night to talk about terrifying things, right? No. I’m not talking about creepy baby dolls or marionettes or ventriloquist’s dummies or even movies about satanic possession or... Read More

Is this thing on?

I’ve been struggling, friends, on so many levels that I’m almost not sure where to begin with this post. The struggle is multi-layered, of course, because you wouldn’t expect an... Read More
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