briefly for a few moments in space-time
everything that we are will always go on. nothing that we are will ever truly disappear, until the universe itself is no more than someone else's memory.
Category: on Co-Parenting
adventures in a chosen family, part two: things fall apart
Things fall apart, and in those moments, I think it’s the people you trust that make the chaos bearable.
on Chosen Family/on Co-Parenting/on Generational Trauma/on Harm & Reciprocity/on Neurodivergence/on Praxis
adventures in a chosen family
We do our best to balance the needs of the many against the needs of the few (or the one) — thank you Leonard Nimoy — and this means that sometimes, saying no w...
angry
I don’t know how to be angry and kind at the same time, so I pick one or the other, and usually ‘kind’ wins because I was socialized female and I don’t feel com...
february 17th journal
I’ve finally started asking for feedback on my death doula services page. I still need a name for the service, but the more important thing is WHAT IS IT ...
january 8th journal
I did not write here yesterday because I was recovering from the tweetstorms about the FUCKING COUP that very nearly happened. And today is full of everyone lau...