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The Turning Point: When I Finally Looked at Myself
Sometimes the hardest part of a turning point is looking honestly at yourself. One small moment with Winston forced me to see what years of anger and resentment had done—not only to me, but to the people and animals I love. This isn’t about guilt or excuses. It’s about accountability, apologies, and choosing what I…
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Embrace the People You Love & Live Your Best Life
Life is too short for someday, stale grudges, endless excuses, and waiting for the perfect time. Love hard, forgive harder, make the call, buy the ticket, use the good dishes, and actually be here while you’re here.
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Becoming Rae: Unpacking Fifty-Five Years of Boxes
After fifty-five years of carrying expectations, family roles, people-pleasing, and versions of myself built for other people, I am finally unpacking the boxes and deciding what actually belongs to me. Some things stay. Some things get reconsidered. And some are going straight to the fucking curb.
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Embracing the Wild: Transforming Pain into Power
A raw and honest reflection on navigating deep grief, releasing unhealthy relationships, and fiercely reclaiming personal sovereignty after devastating loss.
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Overcoming Self-Doubt and Banishing the Voices After Loss
When life hits a breaking point, you don’t need gentle platitudes. You tap into an iron core, refuse to back down, and demand that the things you love stand their ground with you.
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Why I’m Done Sugarcoating and Building a Firewall
An honest look at cutting through revisionist history, setting iron-clad boundaries, and protecting your peace after a major life loss.
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Navigating The In Between: A Journey Through Grief
A raw, vulgar, and brutally honest look at processing a 38-year radioactive family cycle, letting go of impossible dreams, and finally breaking free to live fully.
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Surviving the Burn and Protecting My Tribe
Greetings my feral, bright, and dark ones, Today is my Ronnie’s birthday. He turns 56 years old today, a milestone that should be met with sugar, laughter, and a clean break from the noise. But things have not been super happy as they should be. Up until now, it’s been very somber in our house,…
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Navigating Grief: A Raw Reflection on Mother’s Day
Greetings my feral and bright ones, The sun has set here in Tucson on Mother’s Day. It is a day that has been a ghost in my house since 2005, and after this week, the ghost has grown teeth. I’m just going to say it: Fuck Mother’s Day. I have hated this day for over two…
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The Phantom Parents
The Barn, The Farm, and the Death Lie The Resurrection at the Driveway: The Cinema of Rejection In 1992, I wasn’t just a woman in a car; I was a ghost chasing the shadow of a life I was told I no longer owned. I had spent months playing detective, unweaving the tangled threads of…
