Six weeks ago, I almost drowned. So why did no one hear me scream?
Do you ever feel like your body is too small to hold all your emotions? Yeah, me too.
Two weeks ago, I went into hiding. I erased Jennie Saia from my blog, from Twitter, from the public parts of Facebook. I even changed my URL. […] For two weeks, I’ve felt like I can’t breathe. It’s hard to inhale when you’re holding your breath, scared that someone might see you. Here’s how I found my breath again – and with it, the power to speak.
I’m aliiiiiiiive! (Note that I did not say perky, or energized, or feeling especially upbeat. But I am persistently alive, despite what my absence from Blogland has led some of […]
Oh, my blog people. I love you so much. Know what I don’t love? Painting trim. Evil trim. WE HATES IT, my precious. But it had to be done: It’s […]
Originally posted on dilettante factory:
I met Jim Squires (real name: Jim Squires) a few years ago at a comic book store on Queen Street in Toronto. I was searching…
Today, I offer you two unrelated vignettes. Or are they?
This was originally posted on Black Box Warnings in November, two days after my 29th birthday. But, since BBW is (temporarily, I hope) closed for viewing, I decided to re-post it here. These words matter muchly to me. Please fly right on over if you’ve already seen it!
On Friday, I received a phone call. Someone I had never met reached out to thank me for writing.
My dog Adi has frequent seizures. I don’t know why, and I never will. She’s shown me, though, that going through depression is a lot like surviving emotional seizures.