I know there’ll come a time beyond the firsts when I no longer count things. But I’m not yet. This year saw my existence become illegal in the eyes of … Continue reading Finding Joy in the Face of Oppression
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A Balm for the Bruises and Bends
I have made no secret of the fact that I endure a considerable amount of pain in relation to my Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome and the subsequent antibiotic injury. How do I manage my Ehlers-Danlos? That … Continue reading A Balm for the Bruises and Bends
These Antibiotics are Killing People Every Day
Do you read the paperwork that is handed to you by your pharmacy when you get a new prescription?
One Year Ago
Today marks one year since I woke up, preparing for one of the most difficult days of my 50 years, and saw the news a dear friend, Maria Mills Greenfield … Continue reading One Year Ago
Awareness
The day after my 51st birthday at 6:19 pm, I was sitting at my dining room table contemplating what I should make for dinner. I nearly jumped out of my … Continue reading Awareness
How Do I Write Out the Pain?
As I set about performing the tasks required to finish my first books, one that is deeply personal, I am thrown back into pondering about my life. I have lived … Continue reading How Do I Write Out the Pain?
A Woman’s Best Friends
Over seven years ago, I met a Staffordshire Terrier who changed my opinion about dogs. I had been afraid of large dogs (for no reason I can remember….but that isn’t … Continue reading A Woman’s Best Friends
Get Thine A$$ Outta BED!
I have written many Facebook posts that started with the quote, “To Stand UP to LIVE you must first get thine ASS outta BED!” or something similar. Today felt exactly … Continue reading Get Thine A$$ Outta BED!
Homeless NOT Hopeless
Quick Rewind In my previous post, Transient in Trump’s America, I briefly gave you a glimpse into a few of my choices and my current circumstance. The feedback I received … Continue reading Homeless NOT Hopeless
Being A Transient in Trump’s America
I am a transient. For all that means, as much as it pains me to admit, I AM a transient. I became homeless, officially, only weeks before the election. While … Continue reading Being A Transient in Trump’s America
M.E. Slighte 