The saying “everyone’s a critic” is truer for me lately, than ever before. — The saying “everyone’s a critic” is truer for me lately, than ever before. I suppose that’s to be expected given the amount of writing that I’m putting out for the world to see. And judge. I mean, that’s cool. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, and in no way…

I have officially been alive on this planet longer than my now late husband. — I have officially been alive on this planet longer than my now late husband. February 11, 2018 was the last day he ever saw, and it happened to be three months and one day after his 47th birthday. April 10th, 2022 was three months and one day after my 47th…

I’ve done both of these gigs. — I’ve done both of these gigs. And while I definitely prefer one over the other, I actually don’t really like either one due to the fact that I find talking on the phone to be rather loathsome. (Please just text me!) To define some things, a Phone Psychic (typically called…

I am becoming quite the little Facebook Jailbird. — Facebook Jail : A Cautionary Tale I am becoming quite the little Facebook Jailbird. Like many, many others my personal Facebook account has been hit with several suspensions for things that I posted, long in the past. I have also been nabbed for calling out blatant misogyny; my comments, which…

In spite of my having penned a piece vehemently professing to the contrary, I found myself eating a little crow and joined the racy online… — My Love/Hate Relationship with Only Fans In spite of my having penned a piece vehemently professing to the contrary, I found myself eating a little crow and joined the racy online content creating platform last Fall. There are many reasons why I chose to come out of grown-up entertainment retirement…

The most hopeless I have ever felt was seconds after I discovered my now late husband lifeless one dreary February afternoon in 2018. — There IS Hope for Widows! The most hopeless I have ever felt was seconds after I discovered my now late husband lifeless one dreary February afternoon in 2018. Aside from all the other horrors that sudden widowhood threw at me, a particularly jagged little pill was the loss of hope.

The four year “anniversary” of my husband’s suicide recently came and went. It’s not an easy day, it’s definitely not a fun day, but every… — Widowhood : The Four Year Mark The four year “anniversary” of my husband’s suicide recently came and went. It’s not an easy day, it’s definitely not a fun day, but every year it somehow gets a little easier. I have gone through every.single.solitary emotion associated with this kind of thing…

It’s not that people don’t want to work anymore. From my perspective, it’s that employers simply don’t want to train people. — It’s not that people don’t want to work anymore. From my perspective, it’s that employers simply don’t want to train people. Or pay fairly. Let’s address the subject of training first. I subscribe to multiple job postings, and the bulk majority, no matter the industry, require a few years of…

It’s not unusual for a widow/er to eventually try to get back into the dating world, and one of the easiest ways to do so is to join a… — It’s not unusual for a widow/er to eventually try to get back into the dating world, and one of the easiest ways to do so is to join a dating site. Suffice it to say, the horror stories about such things are quite common in widowhood support groups. After my…