Cinderella and the Couldn’ts and Wouldn’ts family

I have sat on a couch in many tiny stuffy rooms with a person paid to listen to my problems. I still do this, except now I sit at home and talk to this person through a computer screen. It’s a dream come true for depressed people like myself who can finally wear their pajamas

New moon, new year, new you?

*Dusts away the cobwebs collecting here* Hello! It’s that time of the year (uh, it just started?) where I reflect on the years past and revisit and reset my goals and intentions for my life in the present. I’ve been an overachiever at making new year’s goals with intense urgency since I was 15 in

The Story of Enchanted T**ty Glitter

I’m lying in my bed one delightful spring morning. It’s May 7th, 2020, to be exact. As soon as I open my eyes, in a fuzzy stage between being asleep and awake, three words pop into my head:  “Enchanted. Titty. Glitter.”  Uhhhh. What?  I don’t even think I have ever said the word “titty” out

Meditation: The dream versus reality

As an unemployed worker in the time of Corona does, I have been ransacking my living quarters, rearranging, and purging random shit. My quest for order and organization has been more Kafka-esque than Kondo-esque. Instead of explaining to most of my belongings that I no longer need them and thanking them for their service, I

Dead-ication: Cliffnotes Edition

Ok, so, I think I’ve been out of high school long enough to admit that sometimes I had to get creative and B.S. my way into writing papers on books that were assigned. I didn’t do this all the time, but my poor time management skills and anxiety occasionally prevented me from fully reading the

The Finale of the “Dead-ication”: Part 4

It is finally here! The denouement! (Yeah, I’m fancy!) Denou-what? The end of my blog’s dedication! Well, it’s actually a “dead-ication“, because they are all dead. If you want to learn about the people I dedicated this blog to so far, you can read part 1 here, part 2 here, and part 3 here.  TLDR;

The Magic of Maine: A Guided Meditation

Or should I say, Maine-itation? 😆 WARNING: Though it sounds (and looks!)  too good to be true, the writing below is dead serious. There aren’t any jokes. I’m sorry. HOWEVER, there is a bonus feature at the end, where you can hear me reading this as a guided meditation. My voice does not naturally sound

Part 3 of the Dead-ication: My Personal Guardian Angels

So sorry (not!) to keep you waiting again with the cliffhangers. Maybe you’re just like, come on witch! Let’s get this longass story over with, already! Well, we’re nearing the end, so buckle up, because you’re in for a wild ride!  In the first part of this saga, you saw me dedicate this website to

How a lady doing my eyebrows got me into the graduate program of my dreams

I wanted to apply to a Masters of Arts program in Humane Education before I had any undergraduate degrees. I first learned of the Institute for Humane Education at a table at a VegFest in Massachusetts. My associates degree was still in progress at that time. After graduating from my community college in 2014, I

The first Ever Dream Interpretation from the mind of the “Supermoon Supervisor”

The Supermoon Supervisor sent me this dream in her own words (with a few tiny edits by me to it make a little more sense to my readers):  “First, I was basically part of a Chopped competition (Food Network Chopped).  I lost the first round, stayed in for the rest of it, and then moved