Monthly Archive: March, 2013

Who Told??

Holy crap I can’t believe we did that. What the fuck were you thinking, Kellie?! Oh shit on me, you told! Fuck. There’s no taking it back now. We-I-she-told one of our real-life… Continue reading

Much Ado About Something

…and then I suddenly came to and found myself in the parking lot at a Mexican restaurant.  Thankfully, K was in the passenger seat of the car. If she’d been driving we would’ve… Continue reading

Glitter’s Homework

Earlier tonight, Husband and I chatted for what seemed a long time, and we talked about things of a serious nature, important things, having perhaps even life-changing type discussions about his new business… Continue reading

Manic Moments

It’s like being high. It’s like being high on drugs. Diet pills… or some over-the-counter legal speed of some kind.  Maybe even similar to the feeling one gets when smoking meth. It’s that… Continue reading

Sharing the Truth

Found: writings dated Thursday, March 14, 2013 Therapy was so productive today that I feel it is imperative to blog about it, mainly so that we (the K’s) can read it later and… Continue reading

The Comeback of The Kellie

Just found this short bit of writing while scouring our notebooks and could immediately tell it was authored by The Kellie. Based upon the words and drawings surrounding it, I’d guess it was… Continue reading

The Other Scars

TRIGGER WARNING!  Today is Self-Harm Awareness Day, so that’s what we’ll be writing about. I’ve already done a blog post about cutting  (“The Evolution of My Self-Mutilation” ) but there are lots of… Continue reading