Alcohol lubricated the rough edges of social interactions; I never needed it to enjoy sex but I did need it to handle large groups of people. This is why, seven years off of all substances, I faced the prospect of attending my first orgy with near panic and a lot of questions…
Read MoreI spend more time questioning what I've done because of "my gut" and whether the feelings I'm feeling are "my gut" than I do trusting and relying on "my gut"…
Read MoreIt’s a funny thing about shaving your head — you realize real fast exactly how much of a buffer your hair has been between you and oodles of things you never before considered…
Read MoreAfter all my good intentions, the whole thing came out just like every other fucking crowdfunding video I’d ever seen…
Read MoreAn effective argument can be made that any questioning of self is an indication of growth and capacity for change. Sure sure that’s all well and good but what about the blindspots?
Read MoreThese days I’m leaning more and more towards doing journal-style posts, mostly because I haven’t felt capable of much else! To that end, why not document the mix of extreme highs, lows and intermittent plateaus of building a start-up [ahem, media empire]?
Read MoreI’ve always considered myself to be pretty normal when it comes to sex; open-minded and adventurous for sure, but in a very normal way. It’s only been in the last few weeks that I’ve considered the possibility that I may be more subversive than I thought…
Read MoreThere’s a pull from the center of my throat into the darkest depths of earth. It hurts. I’m fluttery and panicky all around that still drag. I’m bolted to the ground…
Read MoreDoes anything ever feel complete? What counts as success? Or finished?
Read MoreI love to travel, and more than anything, I love to travel ALONE…
Read MoreWhat’s the point? Why bother? I ask myself these questions often. And yet I keep going...
Read MoreNot too long ago, I wrote about the act of shaving my head — what led to the decision, how it happened, how I reacted... Well it's been over five months since I first cut all my hair off and I've learned some things…
Read MoreMy rapist is number 33 on my list of sexual partners and differentiated with a ~ before his entry. He is listed as 'Handsy', which is what I dubbed him upon our introduction; the foreshadowing of that nickname still makes me sick…
Read MoreThe birds are starting to chirp outside my window. I've only just lay down to sleep. I roll over in disgust, turning my back on the dawn attempting to break through the space between my heavy curtains…
Read MoreThis is not to say that YOU are stupid, you're probably amazing, but all of those thoughts and feelings you're probably consumed by are largely useless... and of course stupid…
Read MoreThere's a certain type of woman who gets on the train first thing in the morning with her makeup flawless, outfit impeccably assembled, tailored and wrinkle free, hair styled to perfection. I have never been that woman…
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