Don’t Tell Me I’m Hot
This journey isn’t about being hot; it’s about finding true comfort in my skin, rejecting the myth of pretty privilege, and feeling at home again.
This journey isn’t about being hot; it’s about finding true comfort in my skin, rejecting the myth of pretty privilege, and feeling at home again.
My body journey is about overcoming shame, examining privilege, overcoming mental illness and embracing androgyny, all to live authentically in my forever home.
A family member had an emergency heart procedure. I grappled with placing overnight trust in strangers, making blind assumptions, examining conflicting information and many, many emotions. This is that story of heart health care.
I was diagnosed. I’m still the same person. Or am I? I have new words. And as I lose the ones that were longtime mine, I grasp them to cope.
From childhood challenges to dental health, lessons in trusting my body’s signals came from tattoo artists, doctors & life coaches.
A medical appointment brings up insights about vulnerability, age, class and socializing. And this is before I even go through the door.
Our value as human beings is determined by our use. What happens to the things that make us human in this capitalist world? Mental health suffers.
The second dark COVID of my soul is here except it doesn’t feel quite as dark. I feel stupid and it is peaceful.
Surviving my second COVID-19 bout in 3 months, an evaporation of fears. From the dungeon of despair to finding trust & purpose.
Closures have never been easy for me. 2022 feels like a long checklist. I have to go somewhere next but where and why?