All of my updates are stuck in drafts. I start to reach out but lose the words like my train of thought. “Save as draft?” Save as draft. I want to tell you I’m sorry the air is heavy this year. I haven’t gone underground I’m just buried by the SHOULDS. I want to tellContinue reading “Stuck in Drafts”
Author Archives: LwithaC
A conversation with my Self
“Ugh, I don’t know why I’m so angry today.” (Another icon died and our mothers are getting older) “Maybe it’s time for a snack.” (Gas is over $6 a gallon and food isn’t safe) “Maybe it’s perimenopause.” (The UN admits we’ve passed the environmental threshold) (Warrant out on 14 year old girl, abused in theContinue reading “A conversation with my Self”
When It’s All Too Much
Processing the weight of the world and the costs of kindness
Another War and Flowers and Bees
I remember Aunt Betty and begin to understand
August 2025
In the past week I have: Successfully set up camp solo Gone paddle boarding (tall knees) Worked three shifts Taken kidlette to the fair (solo!) Practiced harmonies for my next show I am proud of these mini accomplishments, things I wouldn’t have thought possible not too long ago. I’ve also: Run into people I knowContinue reading “August 2025”
Why We Write It Down
I’m doing my reluctant room-clean, going through the piles that have stacked up, and I came across an old “Goals” list. Bake bread, jog/walk neighborhood, gratitude practice, weekly clean 1 task a day. Now these goals may seem elementary to you (congratulations on your achievements), but to Then-Me, these were significant. To current me theseContinue reading “Why We Write It Down”
Self Worth
I was recently, and painfully, reminded that while people can change, most people don’t. That the way they’ve treated you in the past is a real indicator of how they’ll treat you today and tomorrow (and tomorrow and tomorrow). (Sorry, theatre nerd, I always have to say it in threes). At first, I got angryContinue reading “Self Worth”
Emergency Refill
SOMETIMES, you order your refill meds on time. But they don’t arrive in time. And SOMETIMES instead of panicking or blaming yourself/the pharmacy/mail, you seek a solution. And find one. Grateful for a holdover refill, grateful to have had the availability and bandwidth to solve the problem. And grateful I could drive there instead ofContinue reading “Emergency Refill”
Shakespeare in Recovery
Navigating the world while recovering from an eating disorder is tricky. Some pieces are CLEARLY tricky: when diet culture is constantly inviting you back into sickness, when advertisers bank on activating insecurities, when hustle culture applauds working through lunch. These are challenges I am aware of, and can more-or-less cushion against. Part of my brainContinue reading “Shakespeare in Recovery”
Old School Day at the Creek
Warning: Contains wholesome content that may result in Feelings. I’m at the creek with my kid (8)and my friend’s kids (7 and 5), when a foursome of young teen boys head downstream. The 5 year old (boy) scampers up and says “Hi, big kids, do you like SpiderMan?” And the boys are like, yeah, especiallyContinue reading “Old School Day at the Creek”
