Scarlet Woman
I’m in heartbreak. I’m Scarlett O’Hara pining for the virtues of Melanie Wilkes. I’m some other kind of woman.
Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
I’m in heartbreak. I’m Scarlett O’Hara pining for the virtues of Melanie Wilkes. I’m some other kind of woman.
I had a chance to get this off my chest last year. I’m so grateful for the stage giving me a chance to voice things that had been eating away my insides for too long. I’ve been silenced by well-meaning friends and others who are just inconvenienced by anything other…
I sang. There was music.
Heartbreak. It’s hard work getting past it but hard work never scared me. It’s lack of hope that terrifies me. Yet, my automatic reaction has been to freeze up into a wall of silence, stoicism, concrete hardness. There is no hope beyond a wall of that nature. I decided to…
I haven’t been my prolific self of the past decade, in 2016 and I intend to change that. It’s not that I haven’t been sharing. I’m realising that I am the kind of being that needs to share. It feels good to let it out, to bleed in the open air….
The last few years have been better after a living nightmare. But I’m tired.
Men will never stop attacking my right to speak. My voice is my only weapon and my sole identity.
A phone crash made me realise just how much friendship has become equated to customer services.
I haven’t written anything new through October. It wasn’t a bad month though. Far from it. The rains petered out and I think I dealt with my least favorite season a lot more gracefully than I usually do. I know it often seems like I’m endlessly complaining. But only I…
Breakups need to be grieved. Grieving is messy and the path to healing isn’t straight. But if you have the space & support, it happens.