Sammiches and Psychmeds published a rewrite of my Homeless Mermaid post. You can find it here. http://www.sammichespsychmeds.com/the-homeless-mermaid-and-the-whale-my-story-of-abuse-and-freedom/ I’m going to go have some sort of chocolate to celebrate. Also, hoping to think of a million other genius ideas. No pressure. Just chocolate and celebrating and brainstorming.
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Homeless Sessions: The Whale
While I was homeless for a month, there were several thoughts that ran through my head on a daily basis. One theme kept popping up in unexpected places – Jonah and the Whale. One day, Joel Osteen was talking about Jonah and the whale. I don’t watch Mr. Osteen very often. Okay, I had neverContinue reading “Homeless Sessions: The Whale”
Homeless Sessions the Sequel in over at Huffington Post
Well, today is my birthday. This is what I have done today. I may have thrown someone under the bus early this morning. This person totally deserve whatever sh**storm that comes their way. Muahahaha. I got my license renewed AND registered to vote. Bonus: The picture is pretty good too. I bought a cool UnicornContinue reading “Homeless Sessions the Sequel in over at Huffington Post”
A Non-dilemma Birthday Dilemma
Today my dilemma . . . dilemma is not the right word exactly . . . is whether to go to Detroit for a concert tomorrow. . . on my birthday. Is it selfish to want to go to this show? Should I spent the small amount of money to go to the show? It’sContinue reading “A Non-dilemma Birthday Dilemma”
Homeless Sessions: No Shelter
Recently, I moved into a house. I must have my poker face on because my mom keeps asking me why I’m not more excited. I didn’t think that I would ever move into a house. In my mind, I believed that my forever and ever housing arrangements would be rentals and subsidized apartments. A houseContinue reading “Homeless Sessions: No Shelter”
Picking up the Pieces: Tipsy Lit
For this week’s prompt, your story should include some form of picking up the pieces. Ella used to have all kinds of stuff- toys, clothes, clothes for her Barbie – in her own house. Now she was down to having an afghan and a toothbrush. Even the clothes she was wearing weren’t really hers. SheContinue reading “Picking up the Pieces: Tipsy Lit”
