So… I’m gonna try to write a little bit more here. Mainly for me… but also for yous. Irrelevant things, sad things, thinking things? Only when I can. If it gets too sad, you can duck out – no hard feelings. Holding it in hasn’t helped. Maybe sharing some would be better. And just for the record: I have my long time therapist that I’m still hooked-in with. She is helping me to do the ugly, heavy lifting of these
In Other News…Tried to expand my culinary horizons by trying out Great Northern Beans, as Black beans are the *only* beans that my Celiac belly seems to tolerate. I am currently regretting my culinary foray as I look like I’m about 3.5 months pregnant and this discomfort is surreal My intestines are swelling section by section. At this rate pants may be optional tomorrow I’ve been trying out new dishes at home, since going out to eat is a definite
I feel like I keep failing. Failing at words, failing at art, failing at showing up, failing at doing things right. I feel selfish for always thinking of me and how things affect me. I feel foolish for not thinking of me more, sooner. I feel doomed to not think of me enough in the future. I feel like I fail to see things. Obvious things. I see things instead how they could be or should be or maybe one
My place currently smells like fresh drying laundry. There are two slim boxes of cereal on top of my fridge. The sun is coming in just so through the slats of these blinds. My bp is sitting at 121/80 this morning. And all is right in this corner of the world. #Thankful#truestoriesof2020
This is what 123/84 bp looks like after almost 2 months (started July 7, 2020) of TiTi’s Moringa and regular bp meds daily, kidney supportive smoothies every other day, lowering my salt intake and being in a space that is not stressful. My morning aide and I started taking Titi’s Moringa the same day. She’s lost over 14lbs and so far one dress size. She commented just yesterday how my butt didn’t take up the whole seat of my chair
Hi, my name is Sandra and so… this blog will be about my writings, my existence as a writer, my living as a disabled person, my thoughts on being a creative and my book and self publishing exploits. But mainly? It will be about my writings.
Depression 
Culinary Horizons 
Failing 
Fire 
A Whole Queen
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