The Dermatillomania Situation

I'm sitting down to write this post in an effort to break out of a dermatillomania binge my brain and hands seem determined to continue indefinitely this afternoon. I figure it might help to write it out, and typing seems easier than finding my journal right now. Because I just want to stop fucking picking!

Self Care, Rainy Days, Bleeding

This post will contain graphic references to my lady-parts, so reader discretion is advised. It's probably too much information, consider yourselves warned!

It can't rain all the time, but it is raining today. And sometimes all I can do is rest and build a pillow-fort and wait for the sun to shine again. Naps are good. Hugs are awesome. Chocolate is my drug of choice.

Autism, Advocacy and Why I Choose to Share my Stories.

Powerpuff Jane! Going through a bit of a phase with #powerpuffallthethings right now. But she's fierce, made of snark and fire and feels. She has her planner and she is afraid of nothing. And, having pretty much recovered from my broken sternum, and also the copper IUD insertion incident... I figure its time to get back to writing.

Things I Learned in March 2016

In like a lion, out like a lamb. Of the 31 Marches that I have experienced, this one was by far the craziest, most epic, most painful, most pleasurable and most amazing. March 2016... you have been the best month of my life (so far!)

Shit Jane learned this month...

Dublin, March 2016. Blackest Magick In Practice

Oh Dublin, I love you! Yes to more adventures. To sleeping under the stars. To tea on rooftops at sunrise. To soft blankets and hot wet kisses. To life and love and sex and all of the good magic. To freedom and autonomy, of both this girl and this country. To Niko. Family <3.

Ramblings on Self Love, Social Media, and Pizza

At 31 I finally learned how to love my body completely. After a lifetime of eating disorder issues, various self-injuries, all of the scars, both physical and emotional, both deliberately inflicted and accidental. In this moment, somehow, all of the aspects of my self come together and I love all that I am. Perfectly imperfect.

The Feedback-Scarred, Devotionless

This mermaid life. This silent Heaven. This scorched earth Afterworld where there are no limits, no rules, no Gods, no Monsters.