There is a little girl here, inside me. It’s not easy for me to remember what she loved, or what she was passionate about; who she adored, or what she wanted to be when she grew up. I only remember what she was afraid of, and how she was hurt. I remember these things because … More Little Lindsay and the Trunk of Fear
Dear Americans, What the actual fuck are we doing? I have been pretty lackadaisical when it comes to “controversy” in my blog. Well. I’ll admit to being pretty much absent on issues that are important to me because I have been afraid about the backlash of negativity – having total “people pleaser” personality, I have not been … More Martin Luther King Jr. Would be Ashamed of Us
Here’s the thing. For a long time we, as humans, have been super concerned with this thing we call “human nature.” Frankly, I’ve had it up to my perfectly shaped eyebrows with “human nature.” Here’s why: Somewhere in history we started getting really scientific about things, which, don’t get me wrong is as bad ass … More Human Nature: excuses, excuses, excuses. . .
