Author: Lindsay Dianne
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The Bad Luck of a Sensitive Gangsta
It’s just been bad luck. I had a fairly heated discussion with someone quite close to me some months ago. We’ve actually had a number of these debates in the months since as well. When trying to explain the factors that weren’t immediately obvious to an outsider I mentioned the mayhem I mentally put myself…
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Another Manic Monday
Today is nothing of note. For many years prior to now it’s been something I plan for and around. For half my life it was one of the more significant days of the year. And now it’s just another Monday like the other 50+ we see in a year. They say firsts are the hardest…
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To Be Me Is To Be Too Much.
My daughter closed the trunk of the car today. I didn’t know she was back there and I wasn’t expecting it. It’s a loud trunk to begin with and without expecting or preparing for it my response was comically exaggerated. I jumped out of my skin. I threw my phone. My heart started racing. I…
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But… Why?
There have been three large grocery bags outside on my patio table for a month. They found their way here from the life I used to lead, placed in my car unmentioned along with the towels I agreed to take. A month ago I opened the first bag and felt my heartrate skyrocket immediately. I…
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Big Big Feelings
I am told I am exceptionally good with words. I am quick, I connect things, I like wordplay. I know I can write. One would expect me to be a good communicator. Often I find myself struggling to feel heard, but more than that, struggling to be understood. It’s become more problematic recently because it…
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The Crumbling
For awhile it was such a privilege to wake up. Addiction nearly stole my life from me. Illness nearly demolished my body before a series of hospitalizations and surgery. I woke up knowing what a gift it was to have a day to spend topside. Until the novelty wore off, I guess. Nothing stays new…
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When You Know It’s Right…
I don’t know how many times I nearly gave up. I crunched the numbers a million times. I filled out a million forms. I had this viewing and that phone call and everything I did fell flat. Everything that looked promising ended in rejection. I started to question if I was on the right path…
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The Dog Dogma
On Thanksgiving weekend we added a puppy to our home. I’ve wanted a dog since I was a child. We briefly had one in the home when I was in my late teens but I had to move and he didn’t live very long. The situation was never “right”. At times in my life it…
