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I recently learned I have seronegative celiac disease. So, after poisoning myself for three years, I went back to a grain & legume-free diet. My skin cleared up, my pain cleared up (mostly), my weight started to go down....and, my voice cleared up...and I'm finding I can breathe better to have longer phrases! I present, for your listening pleasure, "Dangerous Game" from Jekyll & Hyde.
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My One Thing
On Facebook this week, I expressed an existential crisis of, "Am I still an artist on the days my brain says I'm not an artist?" I have these days, as part of my depression, for my own life. Am I truly important to anyone or anything? Would people not be better without me? For those "Life" days, I have The Doctor: "In 900 years of time and space, I've never met anyone who was unimportant before."
Until today, I didn't have something for my "Art" days. Today, I went to meet Jack Skellington & Sally at Disneyland. I showed them my pictures I'd drawn. Jack, having trouble seeing his, asked if he was on fire. Sally quickly stated, "No, you're co
For the Love of Life
It was a most random tryst. A Victorian-esque mystery trapped in the midst of a booming metropolis. The earth yearned to hold on to memories of simpler times, to ever flitting glimpses of lives long since past. Enticing, entrancing, those are the only words in existence to describe drawing—the need the place exuded. How many have walked these paths? How many have seen? No, not merely seen with the eyes within their skulls; eyes which only see that which is rational and explainable. How many have seen the vibrancy of life springing up anew? How many have seen the trembling of the flowers as their own fingers reach toward the de
Memoirs of a Geekster, S1E3
Sometime in either 9th or 10th grades, my church's youth group went on a cross-country skiing outing. I wouldn't mention this except this was the trip where I dislocated my left shoulder, but was told I was faking it and would have to ski a mile back to the lodge. We had a guide with us, but the guide did nothing because the youth leader made that statement. Serious injuries in my life were and are met with disbelief from others.
It was also around this time that I began to realize something was really different about me. I was 14 years old and I could see spirits. To this point, I'd had numerous interactions with the spirit world and though
Memoirs of a Geekster, S1E2
The Awkward Stage
By sixth grade, everyone knew I was an actress. I loved doing dramatic readings and being on stage. But not everyone realized I was acting every day of my life. I was acting happy. I was not. It's never easy to be who you are when everyone else says it's wrong. People hate what they fear; and people fear unique. Some, however, look at the person who is unique and desperately wish they could be like them. This is, apparently, the theme of my life and why I am actually writing a memoir. Perhaps some of the struggles I went through in my life will resonate with someone reading these words and encourage and inspire the
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