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Writing Isn’t What You Think
I needed to stop waiting. So, I picked up my pen. It’s been life changing and endlessly rewarding.
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Fabulosity Is Not About Fat
NEWSFLASH! Okay y’all. Would you EVER look at her and call her fat? EVER?! I’m willing to bet that society has you believing anything over 130 lbs, sculpted arms, a medium chest, and a killer booty is fat/unfit. It’s – fucking – not. I weigh about 198 lbs. I have 76 (yes, 76) pounds of…
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Authentically Autistic Audrey
I was diagnosed with Asperger’s Syndrome in 2022, February to be exact. A thing to experience. Something I never ever imagined. My feelings of experiencing anxiety and overwhelming sensory input made more sense. The feeling that I’m an odd one out, not matter how many people say I’m not unique, clicks. It finally feels real…
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Lettering and Looking and Listening: Slowing Down to Be With Others
I miss the days of calling. Of letter writing. Of looking at eyes. Faces. Surroundings. We need connection. The good thing is, the stark contrast we see in humanity is indicative of the shifts being made. Before something new can come together, it has to fall apart, right? My writings are lengthy usually. Today, I…
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I am Difficult.
“It actually doesn’t take much to be considered a difficult woman. That’s why there are so many of them.” Difficult cause I spoke my mind.Difficult because YOU didn’t like my tone of voice.Difficult because I didn’t bend over backwards and violate my needs for you.Difficult because I said ”no” I am not stating that I…
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Inspired by The Lack of Control
I am inspired by you. By me. By life. The Awe of it all. The Au. That’s what my Will calls me – ‘Au.’ Au is the symbol on the periodic table of elements for Gold. Juxtaposed against my having felt like a piece of shit for so long, I quite like the nickname. Thank…
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Clouds to Shine to Clouds to Shine again
My heart did the shatter thing again.My mind did the lost in fear thing.My body felt frozen and cold. I cried, cried, cried some more. My friend let me come chat w him. Guy friends. Some of the best. I wanted my own sweetest love and didn’t have it for me right then so I…
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Wrong and Bad? No.
There is nothing wrong with you. There never was anything wrong with you. Wrong with the way you were treated, yes. Wrong with the words spoken to you, yes. I know, too, you’ve spoken “wrong” words. I’m so glad you’re sensitive enough to know that. To reject speaking them again when you realized. To take…
Roaring, Boring, & Other Ways I’ve Been 