Tag: memoir

Superpowers and control

This is an update to my posts My newfound superpower and Superpowers 2. My friend, @bornmiserable, drew me as a superhero and it was the best thing that’s happened in a long time. It lifted me up on a day (month) when I really fucking needed it. I wrote about my IIH diagnosis and my

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Five shows

I like television. A lot. I grew up watching TV and have a weird memory of us having cable, but it was something that you still had to tune in, like MTV would be static and I would tune the dial a little to the right. Was that a real thing? Anywho, I have feelings

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Superpowers 2

This is an update from my last post, My newfound superpower. I was supposed to start my new job last Monday. I had every intention of somehow powering through, even though I could not stand without thinking I was going to faint and I was in the bathroom every hour for sometimes 15 minutes or

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My newfound superpower

“If you could have any superpower what would it be?” Answers to this question usually include things like flying, invisibility, mind reading, or x-ray vision. The definition of a superpower basically says that it is an imaginary superhuman power. I think that it’s time to change the meaning, or at least be able to apply

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One time I moved to Los Angeles two times

I tried to write the story of when 20-year-old me moved to Los Angeles, but first I had to tell the story of how I got to Tucson from rural Michigan. It became a story about the various men, good and bad, that influenced my sometimes drastic decisions. So, I want to say that this

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Don’t call it a craft show

If the stories told to me are accurate, my mother starting sewing when she was a little girl. She made dresses for her Barbie dolls and when my grandma saw how well she could sew, she had her make clothes for the entire family. She even made her sister’s wedding dress, all of the bridesmaids’

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