If only we were in the episode City on the Edge of Forever maybe we would be able to get a peep at what a monumental cluster-fuck our future is going to be and start doing the right fucking thing for a change.
We can be better than this, but we need to know how and you are uniquely qualified to explore what that means and how to start making it happen.
This is the umpteenth time that Trump’s campaign as tried to roll out a new version of Trump, who stays on message and keeps all that nasty hate tamped down until after the election. I don’t buy it and neither should anyone else. Dust away the stage trimmings and it’s the same Trump, as Pete Townsend said, “meet the new boss, same as the old boss.”
The question the LGBTQ+ community faces is a difficult one: Do we adopt a strategy of oppression that relies on the same fear and shame used by those who would hate and shun us or do we abandon what is clearly not working and try to find a new narrative of inclusion?
I was diagnosed with lupus 10 years ago and fibromyalgia 3 years ago. My reaction to the fibromyalgia diagnosis was incredulous. I am a master’s educated, licensed social worker and my exact words to my rheumatologist were “Isn’t that a made up disease?”
It's okay to want to be healthy. That's how you are supposed to feel.
The more time I spent listening and remembering, the more I realized that Prince’s music was the touchstone for some of the most pivotal times in my adolescence and young adulthood.
Each day should come with a label, like the pieces of extraneous paper the pharmacy hands out with medication or those horrible televised commercials from Big Pharma.
I thought I knew what to expect when we got on the phone with the credit counselor, after all, I’ve been on the counseling side of this conversation plenty of times. I was wrong. There were some unexpected lessons waiting for me on the other side of this experience that I had not anticipated.
This blog is about life after a chronic illness plays merry hob with your hopes and your fears and life during the terrible and wonderful process of recovery.