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All – Over the next few days / weeks, I will be shutting this blog down. In 2013, when I started “Raw,” She Said, I was so far removed from myself that I had no way to speak to the people in my life. I was a workaholic, a functional alcoholic, constantly sleep-deprived; I used working … Continue reading


I walk.

Underneath the surface

It lurks beneath the surface. A grief, you must know, a grief that I cannot quite find the right words to encapsulate its shape and size, the weight of it, the graininess of its taste it my mouth, the sourness on my tongue… I hate it. (I hate it with all my being) When it … Continue reading

Things that do not matter

The number of likes you get on Instagram. The number of likes or reactions you get on Facebook. The number of retweets or favorites you get on Twitter. The number of snaps you get on Snapchat. The number of followers you get on Tumblr. The number of [blank] you get on [random social media tool/engine/WMD] … Continue reading

Just a week

Some times all it takes is just a week. Being home puts you in familiar places and familiar places call, to the heart and to the mind, familiar habits. In other words, it is easy to do exactly the same thing you have always done if you stay in exactly the same place, surrounded by … Continue reading

to embrace chaos

When I was growing up, my father was frugal. By time I reached adulthood, frugal had shifted into cheap, and not too long after that, fallen right off the cliff into stingy. And I hated it. We often grow up to emulate or to oppose our parental figures and in that one particular area, and it … Continue reading

For who could ever love a beast?

When I watch a television show, I see a movie, or a read a book, I always root for: The Evil Queen / Regina (Once Upon A Time) The Beast (Beauty and the Beast) Alex Karev (Grey’s Anatomy) Arusigawa Juri (Utena) And so on and so forth. I always root for…the Beast. Why is that? … Continue reading

Just another day

Not every day needs to be epic.

Trapped in a pattern

Over the last few days, I have been reading. Reading old emails and exchanges, years old text messages from numbers now lost to the dark corners of mind (and most certainly deleted out of the perfect recall of my contact list!), and there are some conclusions that can be drawn from all that truth, all … Continue reading

Just because

Just because we’re wrong doesn’t mean we’re not right Continue reading

Raison d’etre

"Raw," she said. "I want something primal. I want something bare and naked. I want you to give me this life raw, unbidden, unhidden, free, fair, and true. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?"

One may only try.

January 2019
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