Not For Sale–Staying In A Small Room In The Garage This post has been deleted a couple of times now. The thing is when you don’t have the language for something it takes on a kind of other reality. You’re not sure of the words because there just aren’t any and you struggle to find…

this group continues to stalk, harass and twist history into the criminal lies it has become. that now includes 14x arrests, 10 evictions, death threats—destruction of my life. started when we married 20yrs ago. has not stopped. includes some family members. #CoerciveControlfirst encounter w/police was 30yrs ago DWAI. same ex left me in a bar….

Artist I wake up most mornings now trying to think of ways to make a living. I try not to scare myself too much even though I am terrified. I tell myself to keep moving forward, take small steps–don’t worry. It’s easier some days than others. The anxiety grips me between 3-4am and then I…

Keeping Warm Woke up this morning–cold. The temperatures up here in the Adirondacks dropped last night. I had that sweaty feeling you have when your body temperature drops, but you’re trying to stay warm. The fight between balancing the two temperatures, you’re internal one and the one on the outside. I knew right away that…

Who Am I Now That Everything Is Gone The wind is hollowing outside. I feel like a tree in the Fall that has lost all of its leaves and stands naked and cold, preparing for Winter. The snow and cold will be here soon in Upstate New York and I’m grateful I’m not being made…

Finding Hope After Devastation Fall has arrived. I’m cold, soul tired and attempting to write—while feeling there is no point. I have always been cold sensitive and after all the trauma it has become permanent. Growing up poor, heat was always hard to pay for, but as I became successful I made sure I always…

Everything Turned Upside Down Up is down and down is up. I had read that some time ago on one of those Alternative websites. Only now as I look at what is going on in my life does it seem real. Usually I wait until I experience something then go looking. Sometimes I research, but…

On the Lake The days drift slowly by. One into the next as my circumstances continue to deteroriate and the Divorce drags on. More threats of being homeless or sheriffs coming here to force me out of another home I worked twenty years on—thinking that we would retire here. “Your Divorced,” he said violently pushing…

Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton