My partner is bipolar. She’ll be the first person to tell you that it is an evil disease. I can’t tell you what it is like to have a mental illness that can cause you to do and say things…
Personal Narrative
Just Call Me Grace – Part 2
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There isn’t a door jamb or wall corner my body hasn’t inadvertantly run into. I have a knack for it, really. If you saw me walking through my house, you’d think I’d been drinking. I wish. No, I just can’t…
Me and My Shadow
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Seems there’s this thing following me around all the time. No matter what I do, I just can’t shake the damn pest. Even on cloudy days, I feel it lurking, waiting for an opportunity to show itself. At night, it…
So, Are You Really a Lesbian?
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Anybody who knew me before 2006 has probably wanted to ask me this question: Are you really a lesbian? I don’t know how to answer that question adequately without getting into some sort of discussion about things some people probably…
“Let the light of my eyes guide you…”
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Ah, summer. The time of year when families pack up the car and head off for adventures in the wilderness. I mean, who doesn’t love camping? Me. Frankly, I could live the rest of my life without camping again and…
I Am More Than My Gender
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How often do we make judgments about people based purely on their gender? I have personally been on the receiving end of such judgments many times recently, and have felt insulted as a result. Am I too sensitive to such…
How is More Love in the World a Bad Thing?
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This post has been fermenting in my head for awhile now. With recent news headlines about the sexuality of Elena Kagan, whether gay actors can realistically play a straight character, and the pope once again denouncing gay marriage, I think…
The Road Not Taken
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I have often wondered over the years what my life would be like if I had made some decisions differently. Some are decisions long since made; others are more recent. In one way or another, all our decisions, major and…
Silence
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Silence was my enemy. In it, the ringing and buzzing in my ears was deafening. During the day, I couldn’t concentrate on much of anything in the silence. At night, I couldn’t sleep because the constant sound kept me awake.…
Reminiscing
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I’ve always been fascinated by the way the human memory works. What is it that makes some memories so vivid and others so dim that we can barely make them out? Over the last few weekends, I’ve spent time in…