I took five trips this year, all of them motivated by my love for Wynonna Earp and Earpers. Here's a totally self-indulgent recap. First stop was Calgary, Alberta, Canada to visit the set of Wynonna Earp. Don't worry, no one likes me enough to just invite me to set, I was the highest bidder in a … Continue reading Traveling Earper : 2018
ISFJ - THE DEFENDER. "If I Can Protect You, I Will" I've only ever really wanted to be one thing, a superhero. I was obsessed. I wanted to be a Power Ranger so I could protect people and beat-up bad guys. I wanted to fight. There's plenty to psychoanalyze there - abused kid, broken home, … Continue reading The Fighter.
The first step is usually the same, “set a goal”, so it's no wonder I don't move forward. For years I've just been flailing without anything to work toward, without a real reason to get out of bed. Y'all know I have all sorts of issues that cause me to be tired as hell all … Continue reading Life Update: Goals, a diagnosis, and motivation.
It's always something. For about as long as I can remember there has been something at any given time that I was such a big fan of that it took over a significant, possibly absurd, portion of my life. I develop a bit of an obsession. The object of my obsession will end up taking up … Continue reading Today I’m Obsessed
"If you want to change the world, you have to find a way to live in it." It's a quote from Into The Badlands. I'm not sure if it was meant to be the least bit profound to anyone, but it just so happens that I do what to change the world and also that … Continue reading “If you want to change the world, you have to find a way to live in it.”
**Content Warning** This is a pretty raw, honest look at severe depression and thoughts that go along with that and may make readers uncomfortable. Current diagnoses: Major Depressive Disorder (Treatment resistant). Generalized Anxiety Disorder (Treatment resistant). Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder. Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (for lack of a better diagnosis). Insomnia (occasional). Possible and past diagnoses: Obsessive … Continue reading I’m Really F*cking Depressed
Most people have never heard of Marfan Syndrome. I know I hadn't until I was diagnosed with it at age 31, explaining a lifetime of injuries and health problems. I may be a bit biased, as someone whose life has been ruined by the disorder, but I find it somewhat fascinating in how it affects … Continue reading My Marfan Syndrome