Tag: trish bell
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 For historical reference: At the oh-so-mature age of 15, I attached myself with a vengeance to the first person to show me any romantic attention ever.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