It's hard to reconcile mourning something that you know wouldn't be right for you anymore, even if it were here.
Tag: death
The Consequences of Consequence Free Devotion
"My partner is extremely jealous. He cheats on me. He locks his phone but insists I keep mine unlocked and that he's allowed to check it whenever he likes. I can't be friends on facebook with any men who aren't related to me, I can never talk to any of my exes, and he is… Continue reading The Consequences of Consequence Free Devotion
Can I talk to you about something serious for a sec?
Content warning: Death and death-related topics ahead I've heard my boss say, on more than one occasion, that "nobody gets out of life alive." She doesn't say a lot that's worth repeating, but this is one of her finest and most salient comments. We're all gonna die one day. And yes, many of us hope… Continue reading Can I talk to you about something serious for a sec?
For me, it was Anton Yelchin
We lost a lot of our heroes, idols, role models, and artists this year. For many people, a David Bowie, a Harper Lee, an Alan Rickman, a Muhammad Ali, or a Carrie Fisher might have been the person they could look to in an isolating world and feel less alone. Did you know Alan Rickman… Continue reading For me, it was Anton Yelchin
Can you help me? (Or: Why I’ll never allow a television in my bedroom again)
It's not surprising that he's crept into my thoughts more during the past week. I learned how to Christmas with him in my life. Doesn't help that google likes to remind me what happened "on this day" X years ago. Anything more than 3 years usually includes memories of the time that my label was… Continue reading Can you help me? (Or: Why I’ll never allow a television in my bedroom again)
Wipe the Glass (Happy Birthday, Tony.)
He'd have been 55 today. I didn't want it to affect me, but I can't pretend it didn't. It's a really strange combination of emotions - knowing that I'm happier and healthier now, knowing that I've found love again and pulled my life back together and survived an incredible loss. And still feeling off on… Continue reading Wipe the Glass (Happy Birthday, Tony.)
I Dream of Poly
It was the first time I'd encountered Tony in a dream since his death that wasn't laced with fear, angst, anger, or disappointment.
On Breaking
I couldn't call red that day. I couldn't say a word and end that nightmare.
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