Blame It All On My Roots

“You know they say you can’t be just a little bit pregnant?” I said out loud to 85 of my coworkers during a presentation. “Well, you can be just a little bit incapacitated. It’s not an on-and-off switch.” I was co-presenting a legal education seminar on how to spot red flags of elder abuse. I hadn’t planned […]

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 Run-ishment

(TW / CW / Idk exactly what these mean, but I know you put them at the beginning of a thing to warn people about upsetting stuff: eating disorders and exercise as self-harm.) I started running initially because I hated myself. That sounds dramatic, but it’s true. I was around 15 years old, the summer […]

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Gifts

This year, I got Paris a ladder for Christmas. I also got him some running clothes, but my big purchase – you know the one you get excited for them to open – was the ladder. The ladder we already had was originally found in an old garage where I once lived. It is wooden, […]

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Postal Service

One of my biweekly rituals is to walk to the local post office and deposit envelopes containing stickers for Sinisterhood Patreon subscribers into the blue metal mailbox that sits out in the parking lot. I also go inside and check our P.O. box. I don’t mind doing either of these things because it makes me feel grateful […]

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