The house I grew up in was old when I first knew it.
If you’re anti-vaxx, you’re not going to like this rant, but you should hear it anyway.
Gods are present in small things, I’ve learned.
I feel so…I’m not going to use the word “triggered.” I’m not a fucking snowflake and I don’t need a safe space.
I’ve been here before…
One of the ways I get through the day, every day, is by telling myself, “The worst has to be over. There can’t be anything to come that’s as bad as what’s behind.”
So, I almost died.