With no intention of letting go.

Maybe it's just me, but I hate endings. I don't like finishing books, especially ones that don't have a sequel or the sequel isn't written yet. I'm often left feeling melancholy after watching a good movie or TV show finale, no matter how happy the ending. I almost never drink the last gulp of tea,…

An indifference towards my own sustained existence.

"What would you like to read about on my blog?" I asked my best friend, Gadget, one evening. Gadget and I have been friends since we started college together, thirteen years ago. It was completely my choice to become friends. Gadget can be both very stubborn and very shy, which doesn't always make the greatest…

Asexuality is a gradient color picker.

Within the last two years or so, I have begun identifying as pan/ace (pansexual & asexual). Usually I only use ace though because that's how I feel the majority of the time. I can't tell you how many people I've confused with this. And it can get really messy. Despite being ace, I am not…

Wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey things.

Four years. I realized this morning while I was brushing my teeth (Brushing Thoughts? Doesn't have the same ring to it) that it's been four years since I left an extremely toxic, dangerous, and traumatic job. It was almost certainly one of the worst times in my life so far. My first thought after this…

What if…I shouldn’t be thinking about what ifs?

Having a MI and being self aware about that MI seems to make it that much more complicated. Frequently when I'm dealing with a particularly difficult episode, there will be two voices in my head arguing with each other about something. Usually in direct contrast of each other. But nothing is ever that black and…