January 22nd, 2023:

"I want to see you manage your feelings in a way that they do not pose a threat to the people around you. Please stop the abuse. Please stop hurting my friend."

(In which I write a very long letter to Richard, and in the process, lose my Montreal home.)

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Tuesday, February 21st, 2023:

My stomach just yowled at me so I’m feeding it this yummy banana bread I found. It tastes faintly of burnt walnuts. Willow called me today while I was doing yoga. I had ignored my body…

(In which I try not to go crazy while Willow tells me fake news stories and my sister is...my sister. I teach Willow how to channel her rage.)

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February 19th, 2023:

In which Gale and I discuss Richard's admission of emotional manipulation. I try to convince her that his feelings are not her responsibility. I'm not very successful.

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February 11th, 2023:

“Can we trade places?” he asked me from under his fringe. He looked tall until I realized that he was using my muscle-roller as a skateboard. I say goodbye to felix and ponder puppies and abuse...

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February 2nd, 2023: 

In which I fly away from the blazing sun of Panama and land in Montreal winter, to contend with emails, chase some sunbeams, and live as the mad artist I am. 

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Friday, January 13th, 2023
Friday the 13th

Costa Rica. Panama. Transparent circus pants and a thongs. This is the story about slutty clothes, suitcases, and Central American taxi drivers.

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Circa 2011
I thought my speech for Dajuan and Juliette's wedding was funny, and maybe it was?

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"You meet your destiny on the road you take to avoid it"-Carl Jung

December 24th, 2022: 

I dreamt about his wife the other night. I remembered the dream vividly, from beginning to end. How pretty she looked. How pregnant. How proud...

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May 22nd, 2022:

Oh yes! I thought I’d open up with a very dramatic start. That’s how we do it in this family, isn’t it? We do things VERY dramatically. THIS IS OUR FAMILY AND WE COULDN’T BE PROUDER. IF WE WANT TO…

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December 17th, 2022:
I'm waiting at home in a blizzard to see if Mommy will come, since Mistress didn't. All my drawbridges are up. I write about family dysfunction an fitbits.

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