Faulty Antennae

I ask myself sometimes, why do I have so many abuse stories? Different men, different periods of my life, child, teen, adult. It’s easy to slide into thinking: I’m such a pathetic loser and never learn. Yeah, I know, not so helpful. In fact, I think two things have gone on in my life: I sort…

Lean On Me

The countdown is on: less than 24 hours until the surgeon starts cutting. I’m calm, but I’m nervous. I’m relieved I’ll finally be getting it over with, and I’m wishing I could hide and avoid it. I guess that’s normal. For the most part, I’m optimistic. I’ve done what I can to prepare. But there…