Yep, that’s right, a cuddle puddle! (Insert hearty eyes emoji here). For those of you who are wondering, a cuddle puddle is a big old pile of pillows, and comfy blankets, with a bunch of strangers piled in the middle, spooning, caressing, holding hands, touching each other with consensual, non-sexual touch. What thoughts does thisContinue reading “I went to a cuddle puddle.”
They asked, what do you want to be when you grow up?A doctor, a lawyer? I remember the question.My Dad asked me regularly.What do you want to be when you grow up?I didn’t know then, and I have an idea now. I think a better question would be, WHO do you want to be when youContinue reading “What do you want to be when you grow up?”
You are worthless. You are worth less. You are worth less than a man. Your pussy makes it so. Your voice matters less. Your opinion matters less. You don’t deserve the right to ask for and express your deepest desires and dreams. So keep your mouth shut. Keep your opinions to your self. You areContinue reading “A message to women dealing with Imposter Syndrome – Part 1”
We are not meant to hold it in. None of it.
If you think about how we are created.
We inhale, then we exhale.
We eat, then we shit.
We drink, then we piss.
We are vessels that everything is meant to pass through. Even life.
“It’ll pass,” he says. But in the moment it doesn’t feel that way. It feels like I’m going to drown. Like the resistance in me, is going to suffocate me, and I’m going to be stuck in this loop forever. These words don’t console me, they condemn me… Reinforcing self doubt, anger, fear… TheContinue reading “The lies we tell ourselves; the truths we adopt.”