I am one with my queerness and my queerness is with me
I love you, my siblings. My family. My dearest friends.
Category: on Deathwork & Griefwork
on being Exvangelical/on Chosen Family/on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Generational Trauma/on Mental Health/on Praxis/the Work
great, this again.
Do you ever believe something about yourself so hard that even proof doesn't change your mind?
on Chosen Family/on Chronic Illness/on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Decolonizing/on Harm & Reciprocity/on Mental Health/on Queerness/the Pandemic
I write what hurts my feelings
The pain leads me to what is true.
fight like hell for the living
It is never far from my thoughts that some of us have already said our last words to those who are beloved.
the promises we inherit
One day, my descendants can rest in the shade of the trees I plant.
I’m your mother and your father
I want to love deeply without assuming that all the pain is mine to endure.