Friendship tropes, in fiction and irl.
Telling the truth even when it means Greek Gods will fuck up your life.
What if (implausible nightmare scenario) happens to (someone I love) because of (my normal and well intentioned action)?”
How do we know who to trust? What is the different between #traumainformed and trauma informed?
If only we could bring down capitalism I could spend my whole life in pursuit of my real passion... <messy polyamory drama>
A reminder abt emotional tone in emails from the archives.
Every queer person over the age of 27 that I sent “Slumber Party” to had an immediate visceral reaction.
Or, is Brene Brown normal or messed up?
Does Drew Barrymore like the idea of taking a class? How do you know who to trust?
I’m so sorry everyone.
A story about how much I suck at vegan cooking. And your brain.