It is a struggle every day, every day, every day

This morning I began the day feeling off.  I had the prompting to open my laptop and write something.  I didn’t know what I would write, but felt that being able to type out what I was feeling would help me get my day started off better.  I had previously put a few notes down … Continue reading It is a struggle every day, every day, every day

Well, I have to start somewhere..

What am I? I imagine so many people who identify like me, or with any other kind of aberrant urge or desire  like this have asked that question. What am I, and what is wrong with me? Something has to be wrong with me, and why do I think and feel these things?  For so … Continue reading Well, I have to start somewhere..