I always strive to feel balanced because asking for happiness seems like a trap. I have to keep the protection up, just like getting my nails done once a fortnight, if they aren’t covered in five layers of powder and gel they’ll be weak and brittle.
“I looked in the mirror, saw my dream pixie cut, and saw me – on the outside.”
I’m no longer scared of being who I am or liking who I like. I shout it from the rooftops every chance that I get.
I feel like I cry a lot lately. I think I have to. I research and write plays […]
Up until I graduated high school, I spent most of my life trying to fit in. I never […]
Dedicated to Regina Glynn, my mother. The “atypical” nature of my parents’ union did not register for […]
All of my life, I’ve been looked at as “one of the guys.” That’s actually something I’m grateful […]
I would put my transition from high school to college in the “pretty easy” category of my life. […]
Okay, first thing’s first: pick a theme song. A dear friend Ally McBeal introduced me to the concept […]