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Today, Open Thought Vortex Magazine published a piece in which I come forward about an assault I’ve never publicly shared. I chose to do this there for a number of reasons. One is that OTV is dedicated to elevating voices and conversations which have primarily come to include issues of survival. The other is a history of trust and love. While I may have left my editorial position at OTV, it still has a place in my heart. It was such a privilege to be invited to support OTV. Watching it grow

Last week was a week of travel for me. I had several wonderful guests volunteer for my Friday series which means I was guesting in their online houses. It is so exciting to have my work accepted and published by these amazing writers. Keep reading to find my pieces, stop in and comment (please please please). I already announced my latest guest spot with The Relationship Blogger. Raymond prompted me to write about my experiences with faith, ethnicity and assumption. I talked about fetishes. Read more here.  Thomas Ives of

K., It is said we are all made of stardust (as if that evens the playing field) but you clearly cut yourself from your own cloth. I don’t know where I stand in relation to you, but in my mind you are walking backward up a very steep incline and I’m at the bottom with my neck craned and my eyes pierced by the sun wondering, “How does she do that in a skirt?” Life, maybe, wants to knock you down. I call bullshit. Not for the reason you’re thinking. I’ll

After reading an article by another autism mama on whether she was spoiling her child versus accommodating his special needs, I sat down to cry. Here was a woman writing into my life, articulating her parallel parenting existence. And she was receiving positive feedback on her parenting! Imagine my surprise to discover we share not only the same struggles, but the same first name with the same spelling? When validation comes, it is unexpected. When it comes from a woman with my own name, it’s a sign. At least, I’m going to choose to interpret

I wish we were having coffee. I could use a fresh ear. I have been resisting old patterns under the assumption they are methods of self-destruction. But what if they aren’t? For the last few weeks I have identified multiple areas of hurt, growth and transition in myself. My instinct is to step away from routine, put healthy relationships on pause, tend to myself and create space for new friendships and time alone. In doing this, I will grow, identify weeds to be pulled, find room to spread the roots

Beige. That’s the color I’m seeing. You are not anxious. You are full on terrorized. You have no middle ground— If you speak and don’t get it exactly right the blowback will be fast, and from every angle. Decide where you want to belong. Forge your path there. People terrify me. And I’m not saying I want you to be afraid— I want you to give each fear it’s own sterile place. brutally, surgically remove the cancer, use radiation, –whatever you need— then leave it. Once you aren’t thundering from

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