Tigers Above, Tigers Below.

Yesterday, I was angry.  Really fucking angry. I was alone, parked in an empty parking lot with my anger.  So, I called the Food Snob.  I called my mom.  They both tried to make me feel better, which made me more angry because they were not angry with me.  I was mad at The Universe.  … Continue reading →

This Road To Recovery Is Crooked As Hell

Two months ago, I was diagnosed with an autoimmune disorder. The diagnosis came to me in a roundabout way, as these things seem to do.  There were ailments and illness for years that doctors were never able to put together.  When it didn’t add up, it was attributed to being a mother and the sleep … Continue reading →