in many ways, i am a survivor. i’ve survived losing a leg, i’ve survived gender re-assignment surgery, i’ve survived mental health battles, and i have survived sexual assault. the last being what i’m going to focus on tonight. its part of my story and i have come so far in dealing with it. i was…

i’ve been told when one loses a limb they go through stages of grief. i expected it, but i never imagined it happening the way it did. and i’m certainly not done with the process. june 12th is my 1 year ampuversary. after my amputation i felt frustrated. i was navigating the rehab hospital and…

when i was 20 i was diagnosed with bipolar 1 disorder. i have a super long diagnosis that i won’t type out here but its basically that i have a pretty bad mood disorder. it’s pretty well controlled by a nice concoction of medication but some days it rears its ugly head. this whole quarantine…

so tonight i’m gonna write about childhood. i don’t remember a lot of mine to be honest. people will say “do you remember when this happened?” and the majority of the time my answer is “no”. i didn’t have a bad or traumatic childhood. i grew up in a small town in indiana. my parents…

i’m about to talk about something that most people don’t know about me. my family and a few friends know. and some folks on some message boards i am on. really it’s something i shouldn’t be ashamed of. its part of my body that is broken due to my accident. i’ll get right to it….

january 3rd of 2015 is a day i will never forget. my buddy and i were going to get my cat a birthday present. i wasn’t sure what. maybe a toy. some catnip. we headed into the metro station and started walking down the moving escalator. i remember feeling unstable and next thing i know…

i suppose i should actually write something rather than just play around with design (which i still don’t like the front page so we shall see where that goes). this blog is a combo of my therapist telling me i need to write, my mom and friends telling me i need to write, and just…