I look at my disfigured body… Time creates a distance but that is when time’s paradigm hasn’t been obliterated by trauma. This body I am forced to live in journeys with me in a
Interesting to me that on the anniversary date of my total hysterectomy and oophorectomy, I had to drive by the medical center that, not only did I deliver my first baby at, but it
Body pains. Emotional funk. Stomach upset. Existential wonder. Constant as this is, some days it’s next-level loud. Today marks the anniversary of my bilateral mastectomy. The edges of the memories blur only a little due to time passing, but something
I saw an image. It’s August. My head is spinning. The image is of the famous statue of Juliet in Verona, Italy. The caption: “to be a woman….” People have nearly bore a hole
The Haunting. The Real. The Caution. The Toll. The Haunting The Ghost does not live controlled by time;ticking seconds to hours; days to years,birthday cake candles and calendar moments,seasons and sunrises, sunsets, and moon
Words matter. Stop and think before you speak. An unpopular opinion. And a challenge. Growing up my grandma used to call me Mary Mary. But since my name is Amber, for a long time
Fear of recurrence. Survivor’s guilt. Imposter syndrome. Identity crisis. Often these are viewed as overused buzzwords or stale mental health jargon. Sometimes they are viewed as easy excuses or corny clichés. And in my
How does somewhere so crowded feel solonely?And how does a place with standing room only feel soempty? How is it that even on common ground very little iscommon?And how is it that even in shared experiences very little
4 years ago today the veritable cat named Denial was let outta the bag. It was the day that I created my site on MyLifeLine. It was the day that I told everyone in
It’s September. There is a lot to that short little sentence… It’s September. I love this day. I loathe this day. I love what this time of year means to me. I loathe what