Ding Dong, the Dude is Dead

This is going to be a really morbid, not-nice, rotten underbelly of a blog entry.  The brutal truth as I perceive it is quite often that way. I don't even know where to start.  Bullying, the long-term effects of bullying, petty revenge, mental health issues, mortality, more fucking suicide, the wildly deviating ways that different … Continue reading Ding Dong, the Dude is Dead

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The Paternal Grandparents

I did not meet my father for the first time until I was - I forget how old exactly - 19? 20? Something like that. It wasn't a nice experience. For reasons detailed elsewhere in this blog I ended up back in the town of my birth, where I met my father and his parents … Continue reading The Paternal Grandparents

A Pedophile’s Dream

I can't keep a friend! Seriously, I am incapable. This makes me wonder if I am just a horrible, insufferable bitch, but then again, when I contemplate the actual stories involved in the dissolution of multiple friendships - stories that I will share here - I contemplate two other possibilities. It is possible that I am just an … Continue reading A Pedophile’s Dream