Stuff No One Tells You About Dying Pets: Guilt and Relief

Your pet will always depend on you, fully, and that’s honestly a source of the joy they bring to our lives. Someone who always needs you feels so good to care for. We never stop parenting them; they never leave the nest. Despite their aging and intelligence, dogs, in particular, develop about the same mental capacity as a four-year-old. They truly are always children.

Stuff No One Tells You About Dying Pets: A Series

In September 2019, I wrote about my dog’s current state of health and how it was declining. During the first week of October, after a couple of weeks of moderate decline, he crashed. It was heartbreaking and horrifying. There are so few things that hurt as much as watching a beloved pet suffer and being … Continue reading Stuff No One Tells You About Dying Pets: A Series

When Opportunity Knocks, Which Door Do You Open?

I have a confession to make. I am that friend. You know the one...always griping on social media about bills, money, trying to sell whatever random shit she can. Constantly stressed to the max about how to get more month out of her paycheck. I know how it looks...I don't care. Mostly. On one hand, it's one … Continue reading When Opportunity Knocks, Which Door Do You Open?

This Is Where I Say the Dog Ate My Homework Or Something Like That

Wow, uh so... Hm. There's a lot to say, many things have been going on, and yet, there's very little to say. Currently, I'm bubbly and in a good mood and trying to get many things done, but the reality is that the past few months have been a massive struggle and will continue to … Continue reading This Is Where I Say the Dog Ate My Homework Or Something Like That

Open Letter to Wade Robson: No, I Don’t Hate You.

If you believe that someone like me hates you, you have a poor grasp of what "hate" is. Hate is the opposite of love. Hate requires the same willingness to release as much as emotion and care as love does. And I suppose that it's quite true for a number of fans and the response … Continue reading Open Letter to Wade Robson: No, I Don’t Hate You.

For Valentine’s Day, I Found Out I Might Have a Stalker

He didn't touch me. He didn't argue when I cut him off. He stopped when I told him to and left me alone. But he followed me for about ten minutes. From getting off the bus, walking to the corner store and waiting for me to leave, then trying to block my access to the sidewalk, it didn't dawn on me … Continue reading For Valentine’s Day, I Found Out I Might Have a Stalker