I have said that I will miss you when you leave every day for 5 days straight. It hasn’t been easy. With tears welling up, throat clenching in the resolve that I must truly face my fear and speak my truth. The statement is always followed with the reply: I know. You’ll figure it out.… Read More For a purpose
I keep getting texts from the landlord. 2 months behind on rent. What is he supposed to do? What am I supposed to do? I work so hard, and reap so little. I work at the leading restaurant in a major city…but there was training and minimum wage on top of a weeks worth of… Read More Together We Cry
I have sat here for over an hour trying fruitlessly to create a very exact way to describe this feeling. But I can’t. I have no hunger. My appetite is completely gone, and although I would prefer to be coy and disregard even mentioning whether I have acted on that “urge” (which is not an… Read More Where’d everybody go?
It almost sounded as if I had given up. Although I know for certain that I still reside on the same side of the fence as before. I want to be rid of it. That same goal still exists. I have seen people live their lives completely rid of it. Unless they hide the obsessive… Read More DublTke
My throat has almost completely constricted itself just by me actually sitting here and truly looking at the above picture on this computer screen. My god. This may not be very apparent to you. Or may it be very alarming to you. That I have gained a lot more weight than I thought. Which is… Read More Illusion conclusion.
Hair and make up done. All that’s left is wardrobe and a walk down the runway. I have taken 3 ativans. 3 shots of rum. And am now hiding in my car loading my 3rd bowl before I go back inside to change. I hate my hair. And my make up. I look old. And… Read More Runaway runway