X Generation
There’s a name for my generation. Children of Baby Boomers who arrived some calendar pages too early to be Millenial. Generation X.
There’s a name for my generation. Children of Baby Boomers who arrived some calendar pages too early to be Millenial. Generation X.
Some nights are a turquoise tango, some days are an orange solo.
If you were in drag, what would you be like? And where does the drag stop and where begins your identity?
Why is forgiveness so hard? Because it involves going back to face deeply unpleasant feelings. Does saying sorry guarantee forgiveness?
“as if the past is a monster, a trap, not a blanket of known thorns, an old jacket that just fits too tight in the same way a corset does”
Does your presence in a space leave scars or interesting stories?
I love a good romcom. I am a feminist. I’ve always been conflicted about ‘He’s Just Not That Into You’.
Nobody feels safe right now. Why is it okay for one to weaponise their pain? It’s an unhealthy way to get through the day.
If you are reading this, you are very likely to survive everything that’s going on. My privilege is an epiphany that’s helping me cope.
Inside my pockets, I keep pieces of courage, to reach for when I need them.