Breathing in Tight Spaces

I was a total mess yesterday. Total meltdown mode, and I couldn’t cope with anything at all. I sobbed for hours, and there was snot and sticky stuff in my mouth. Total mess. I was in a bizarre sort of dissociated haze. Time passed in large increments during which I kept crying and not cryingContinue reading “Breathing in Tight Spaces”

Escape! Freedom!

Writing my memoirs here… I’m around eight, nine, ten years old here. I was troubled and unhappy. I woke up once in the middle of the night surrounded by bright orange flames. I knew I was going to burn alive. It would be unbearably painful, and if I were unlucky, I’d live… only to spendContinue reading “Escape! Freedom!”

Life’s peachy!

I’ve been enjoying writing my memoirs. I think they might even be publishable, since there’s so much scandal and intrigue to my life. I’ve been writing about the early years when we lived in my first house from birth to age seven. That was a very nice period in my life, and writing about itContinue reading “Life’s peachy!”

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