Gideon and Harrow were both so absolutley bonkers great, and I was spoiled by able to read them back-t0-back. Unfortunately, it looks like we’re waiting til 2022 for the next one

A newly translated collection of letters from my favorite Greek poet, spanning from the 30's to the 70's. Mostly written at sea, as he lived as a radio operator on various freighters and passenger boats. Unassuming letters, showing his trademark mix of cynicism, vulnerability, romanticism and anti-romanticism.

I love this depiction of therapy too!

That’s what they’re there for.  They can handle it.  Do your worst; you’ll feel better.

I’m always trying to entertain my therapist or just make the session pleasant for them because I don’t want to burn them out. I’ve cried in therapy sure but I’ve never really given myself permission to just lose my shit. And I’ve been in some kind of therapy since I was 12.

This illustration is perfect.

A few times with men I dated. The biggest one, perhaps, was with my English boyfriend. We met in LA, he moved back - we were long distance for awhile, finally after getting advice from friends, I posed the option to him we spend the summer together, and said I would be happy to spend time overseas. He was totally…

I dated a guy who was polyamorous in a shitty unethical way and whenever I recognized that he was treating me disrespectfully he would lecture me for not being as “evolved” as he was and that I should read The Ethical Slut in order to be more informed about how our relationship should work. It all came to a climax one…

My career is in international logistics, so I’ve had to deal with all types over the past 30+ years. One immediately springs to mind:

I quit smoking about 12 years ago after having a pack a day habit for almost 20 years. At the time I was taking a course in college and was bussing to school. I was on day 3 of no smoking and was really struggling. Grumpy, shakey, felt like crap. So we stopped to let on some passengers and 2 guys got on the bus. I was…

When I was in my late twenties, I felt like my life was crashing. I already had a suicide attempt notched and I was self-harming on a near daily basis. I finally worked up the nerve to see a therapist. It took me about a year to tell her about the abuse I grew up with but I held it together. That was my thing. Never…

I work security, and normally am pretty chill (literally - if it’s not on fire or arterial bleeding, there’s no need to panic). This happened in our local mall. We had a medical event in a second floor store, patient dropped unconscious, not breathing. Our main elevators were broken, so we brought the paramedics in…

I’m double-jointed. Missus freaks out when I do that but it’s NBD for me. 

ouch!

this is the first thing i thought of when i saw the name Chao... which i guess you could call a single unit of chaos, and rhymes with “wow”. :D

why does that picture remind me of this... (the second try!) :D

dammit!

why does that picture remind me of this... :D

Now more than ever I must say this:

#BUTTEREMAILS