For the past 13 years of my life, I’ve had an emotional support animal even though she wasn’t ever registered. Her name was Lemon, she was a cockatiel, and she saved me from killing myself when I was a teenager.
Have you ever felt bored, depressed, and lonely all at the same time? Do you miss weird school dances, college parties, even exams? I know what you’re missing…
What if you were/are an abuser? What if you have committed sexual assault?
One time I questioned that myself when I was hooking up with a dude in Los Angeles. We were making out on his bed and we were getting pretty intimate. He was very religious and I wasn’t thinking when I moved my hand towards his crotch. It felt like the natural progression of things to me, but not to him. He then stiffened and turned away from me. A simple action that had happened to me a bunch of times with others, many times without my own consent, was one that I might had just performed without his consent.
- Neurodegenerative disease
- Accidentally killing a person
- Losing my mind
- Being ignored
- Running out of good music
- Embarrassing myself
- Bug infestation
I’m writing to you from the future or the past.
I schedule my posts – so sorry, so this may say “this weekend” and mean last weekend. The message is important all the same. Writing from the weekend of August 26th.