Tag: my story
So one of my good friends recently hosted a writing party with a bunch of writing prompts inspired by the work of Hildegard von Bingen, and it was so very muchly, muchly, like… super fun, and really also just… wayyyy more productive than I could have ever imagined. So I just wanted to repost the products of that writing party here, because it feels … Read More Journal Entry #19: A Hildegard von Bingen Writing Party!
I don’t think I knew how to feel any real feelings, except maybe brief, barely contained spasms of all-consuming rage (though even that much was rarely expressed), until I was 19 years old. But as far as the rage goes… I remember vivid bursts of white-hot intensity at various times in my youth, mostly stemming from feelings of indignation and feelings of being wronged … Read More Journal Entry #18: On Feeling My Feelings
A lot of things have got me thinking about relationships lately… and my relationship to being in relationships… and my history of attachment issues and glomming onto people who are bad for me. For historical reference: At the oh-so-mature age of 15, I attached myself with a vengeance to the first person to show me any romantic attention ever. I think this is because … Read More Journal Entry #17: Relationship Sh*t
Hey y’all! Just wanted to jump in and say hello (yet again)! I’m Trish — she/her pronouns, full-time RVer, 9/11 military vet, divorcee, polyamorous, pansexual, kinky, nerdy, overly blunt at times, 2w3 on the enneagram scale, INFJ on the MBTI scale, horribly inept (and perhaps a bit lazy) cook, and UBER protective dog mama. I travel around a bit, but I’ve been calling AZ … Read More Journal Entry #16: Probably My Most Confident, Concise Intro Yet!
So this week, my online recovery support group has been talking a lot about how to use nutrition and lifestyle changes to support the body’s healing during the early years of recovery. I’ll be honest, this particular topic of conversation is suuuuuper tough for me in a lot of ways, because the whole concept of “nutrition” is all entangled and enmeshed in my head … Read More Journal Entry #15: No, I’m NOT F*cking Pregnant, Actually
So I was out for a walk this morning with my dog-daughter, the inimitable Ms. Betty Boop the Mini-Schnauzer (you can find her at #bettybooptheschnauzer on Instagram), and I saw someone off in the distance walking along the lakefront, strumming a guitar and singing. Sadly, I was not close enough to hear exactly what was being sung, and I never got close enough, because … Read More Journal Entry #14: Trish! Trish, Trish, Trish!
I am a loud-and-proud mega-dork, which is the only explanation I can give to preface the pics I am about to post along with this bit of writing, which are the result of a somewhat craftsy project I attempted after waking up to 6 inches of snow on the ground on a quiet New Year’s Day in the Arizona desert (!!). Me and the … Read More Journal Entry #13: Another Introduction to Myself
So. Today’s recovery group mantra has me repeating over and over that “my beauty is made in the fire.” And this mantra, while it feels truthful to me… well… meh… that truthfulness has the bitter taste of an ironic sort of slap-in-the-face thing to me. Which kinda sucks, on an emotional level. But it is still probably, overall, one of the cooler and more … Read More Journal Entry #12: On Things that Terrify Me as Much as They Teach Me
So I had a ROUGH, rough, rough emotional night last night, and felt 1,000% overwhelmed due to a bunch of things that were and are completely out of my control (control freak perfectionist here, hi!), and all of the feelings and rawness and things just going WRONG on me — all of that collided in just the right way to crack me open like … Read More Journal Entry #11: When Every Day STOPS Being a Struggle
So here’s the truth. I spent most of 2017 struggling. With a lot of things, really. With EVERYTHING… or at least, it felt like that some days. I was struggling against a divorce process that I didn’t want to be going through (but that was also probably one of the best things that could’ve happened to me as far as my love life goes… … Read More Journal Entry #10: The Year of Trish