08/15/17, 8:25am

dream I’m in a helicopter or some sort of flying device with my brother next to me and my father and some other man across from me. We’re strapped in with seatbelts, hunched with the bad posture of awkwardness. We’re chatting uncomfortably. It becomes clear that Dad had been gone a while and we hadn’tContinue reading “08/15/17, 8:25am”

On My Uncle

College has made me a much better judge of character. I think, mostly, because I’m in contact with a larger number of people than I ever could have met before, from a wider range of backgrounds, and who are all, for the most part, willing to talk to me since we have no pre-existing socialContinue reading “On My Uncle”

My Mother

My mother and I have never had a good relationship. I think it mostly stems from our differences, and her lack of ability to understand that others are not like her. Emotions cloud her view, her judgement, and her thoughts. I didn’t cook dinner before she got home? It means I don’t love her. Never mindContinue reading “My Mother”

Band Concert and WB Relapse

I’d been doing so dang well. And then: The band concert. My goodness. It was basically ‘WB with band,’ because he had solos in basically every piece, as well as a piece that was entirely a solo for him with occasional backing from the jazz group. And you know what was frustrating? He sounded amazing.Continue reading “Band Concert and WB Relapse”

Wills and shit

So, don’t know if I’ve mentioned this, but my Dad’s been planning on leaving and fulfilling his dream of traveling the world and visiting his family, whom he has seen for years. This, I am all for. I am stoked for him. I can’t wait. But before he leaves, we’ve been dealing with the awkwardContinue reading “Wills and shit”

CP and his mom

CP and his mom have this great rapport. They joke with each other and they’re so similar in both build and personality – lanky, sarcastic, but actually so kind. We were sitting outside, (they were eating dinner), and they were just making fun of each other. And his mom tells how CP would make herContinue reading “CP and his mom”


My family actually disgusts me. Why? My aunt and my mother are literally fighting about the funeral. The funeral. My aunt threw a really mature, screaming tantrum, throwing her computer on the floor and screaming for about 30 minutes straight. Then she went right up to me and told me my mom sucked. She screamed at me. Continue reading “*Sigh*”


My mother. Let’s talk. She is irrational. She lets her feeling and emotions lead her judgements and actions. She is so overwhelmed with feelings that she fails to incorporate even a small portion of reason into her mind.  She feels that she is perfect. She feels that everything ‘going wrong’ in her life is dueContinue reading “Fuck.”

The calm after the storm

When my parents fight, us kids have learned to just go about with our daily lives. Business as usual, with a little background chatter. I mean, if we were so affected that we cried every time they fight, we would literally get nothing done, as their fights often escalate or relight throughout the day. SomeContinue reading “The calm after the storm”