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Tuesday, October 21st, 2008Tonight, as I walked in and sat down in the last available wooden chair I began to feel the creepy crawly anxiety creeping it’s way up my legs, into my stomach, and back down again.
What about this place makes me so uncomfortable?
The chair I sit in is hard and slanted, almost like it’s trying to [...]
Opening the fiddle case
Tuesday, June 3rd, 2008In December, the lovely Diva wrote me a guest post that snagged a mention on Five Star Friday and also caused some controversy with some of the Internets because of its sexual nature. The controversy was focused on the issue of whether my blog is pornographic or merely risqué.
I found this question intriguing, because over [...]
Wished for death, glad it didn’t come.
Tuesday, May 6th, 2008Last Friday, one of my son’s classmates lost his father.
The boy is a kindergartener, having only recently turned six years old. I read the letter the teacher sent home and I immediately began to sob. I do not know much about this boy, other than he frequents the principal’s office, and is well [...]
Walking the halls at school
Tuesday, February 26th, 2008Walking the hallowed halls of my son’s school, I am faced with awkward sensations and feelings. As a human, I tend to project my “issues” outward. Therefore, it is no surprise that a much younger version of me comes out and walks simultaneously with the grown up part of me, clomping through the [...]
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