My cancer is not considered serious. My cancer is not taken into oncology. My cancer is not given the mental health support that other cancers is.
With how much I’ve been working, and how little they notice it, the house was an absolute nightmare.
Halloween. Time for a costume.
Time to come clean. Over the last little while, I’ve been making my way through our health care system because I had some symptoms and it led me to discover a large mass in my neck.
We had that lovely trouble making, cute, cuddly house guest again.
The world sleeps but I’m awake. Slowly, I deliriously make my way out the door and head out.
Comments on the internet. Yes, you all know where I’m going with this. I recently had an interesting encounter.
The acting industry. Huh, this is a hard one. A friend and I were talking and he said a profound truth: the whole industry is set up to ‘deal with’ you.
“We have been infected with a set of ideas that has weakened us.
Anytime a deep fog descends on us, I think of The Mist.
