It’s happening all around you…but do you see it? — Publicly acceptable self-harm? What does that even mean??? Who condones this shit??? Maybe you…and you don’t even realize it. Publicly acceptable self-harm is real. However, as long as you “look” normal, you can be overlooked when it comes to this particular self-injurious behavior. Why am I talking about this now? Most people don’t know, but I have…

Or how to procrastinate when you’re full of self-doubt — I’m detecting a pattern here. Every year around this time, I reignite my childhood dream of becoming an author. Blame it on returning home from my annual trip to a beach laced with nostalgia and too much sun. …

My protagonist hiding in plain sight — What would you do if I spoke my mind? How would you even comprehend the thoughts I really have? Darkness knows nothing of my depths. You call me a simpleton because my public persona dwells in the light, but you have no concept of the dark side of the moon. …

I don’t know where my body is. I mean, I know WHERE it is, but I actually don’t know anything about it. I couldn’t pick my own body out of a lineup, and I’m not just being dramatic here. I’m 44 years old and have never really been in touch…

…but what you can do for Earth! Earth Day is HERE…TODAY…April 22. You’ve probably seen all of the Earth Day celebration advertisements in your area. Lots of kids participate. Schools have incorporated it. It’s kind of a global thing!

What is it that you want? What if your plans change right in the middle of life happening? After years of “working,” I went back to school when I was 35 to get a degree in my dream field…a field I knew had great potential for high income. At the…

What matters most to me? If I’m totally honest, the things that matter most to me right now as an almost-44 year old mom are making art and becoming healthy and athletic again. That’s it. Yes, I want my family to be happy and healthy. Yes, I want our bills…

And how you can, too! — I’ve been thinking about this whole “save the world” thing I’m doing. Most people just laugh or roll their eyes when I tell them that’s one of my goals. Obviously, they don’t get it. Do you? Do you wonder who I am to think I can save the world or…

Or, How I got tired of my own negative BS So, the original title here was going to be “Give a narcissist an inch…and he’ll take your smile.” But, eff him. He gets nothing. Nada. Zip. Zero. Zilch. And that’s also the equivalent of my existence in his life. By my choice. Erased. Blocked. Toxic bridge burnt. It has taken…