I live in an apartment building, and my laundry room is on a different floor from my unit. Which means that I need to carry my laundry up a floor, in an overstuffed laundry basket (cuz you know a bitch is gonna get their money’s worth on a load of laundry!). Because of the massiveContinue reading “all the things i’ve lost along the way”
Tag Archives: grief
unloveable
I am crying as I stand over a pan of scrambled eggs. Trying not to let the tears fall in. Trying not to let my kid see me crying. I had taken the day off work because my other kid had a doctor’s appointment, and my ex is out of town. I was on myContinue reading “unloveable”
the unbearable heaviness of covid
Sometimes I wonder why I’m struggling. Then I remember that we are seventeen thousand months into a massive global pandemic, with no end in sight. And now there’s a new baby pandemic that is breaking off from the first one, and is a million times worse. It’s bad. And although we can be grateful thatContinue reading “the unbearable heaviness of covid”
on gratitude and grief
It’s Thanksgiving weekend in Canada. You know, that time of year when we force ourselves to go be with a bunch of people, eat a ton of a food, and go around the table saying what we’re thankful for. Needless to say (but I’m going to say it anyway), Thanksgiving is a problematic holiday forContinue reading “on gratitude and grief”
liminal space
My marriage is ending. And we all need to carry on. Here’s how I exist in a liminal space.