Dear readers, I will attempt to keep this a regular thing as I have many adventures to detail, and lots of trauma to dump!
However, in the last few weeks I have not been my best self, due to a combination of pain, exhaustion and processing years of childhood trauma. I have been careless with the feelings of those I love dearly, even though I only ever aim to love and support.

I’m working on my twiggers so that I can be less reactive and have more grace for everyone, including myself.
So, thanks for lending me some patience as I continue to figure shit out. I got my head on straight again and now that the sun is coming back so is some of my common sense.
My dear homie, Izzy advising me about being an accidental dick: ‘You mean well and you have such a big heart. Sometimes bitches like us just grew up having to be so spikey that we’re just like that. It sucks.”, when I replied that I wanted to be soft, she said “You’re just kinda like a puffer fish right now. You go poof when nervous lol.”
I responded “This emotional puffer fish needs to get slapped around by the dolphins of common fucking sense.” I wholeheartedly beleive things are on the up, but sometimes those knockouts really ring your bell. See you soon, space cowboy.

