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Depression, Robin Williams, and Me

Robin Williams killed himself today and my heart keeps breaking over and over again, not for the man I never met, but for the struggle I know too well. My depression hit me like a brick wall around the same … Continue reading

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Belly Aches, a.k.a. Fat-Shaming Has Made Me Afraid to Go to The Doctor

There is a sharp pain in my right side and I refuse to go to the doctor about it. Here is why: When I was 7, I went to my first fat doctor. I remember sitting there naked with my … Continue reading

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Why I Spent My Saturday of Catalyst Con Crying Instead of Having Sex, a.k.a. Grief Hits at the Worst Times

For the most part, I love speaking at conferences. For the most part, I love being the person who encourages people to dig deep and share their Truths, to talk about the difficult – from money to grief to racism … Continue reading

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Good-bye Social Media, Hello Meaningful Connections, a.k.a. I’m Taking a Year Off of Social Media

You’ve probably already noticed this, but I’m going through a life overhaul and I’m taking this blog with me. There were some minor steps taken in the past, but now I’m trying to take giant, massive leaps forward towards the … Continue reading

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Securing My Oxygen Mask First, a.k.a. I’m Going Offline for November

I used to love November. It started with dress-up and candy, sugar skulls and Día de los Muertos celebrations; flowed into my hometown rodeo, bar-be-ques and chili cook-offs, a parade filled with grown men in little cars, the longest standing … Continue reading

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The Familiarity of Emptiness, a.k.a. May He Rest in Peace

My good friend died the night before last and I hate the familiarity of this emptiness. I hate how acquainted I am with grief, with this black hole in my soul, one that keeps sucking and sucking, compelling me to … Continue reading

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Poetry: The Life of a Lake and Mary Oliver’s When Death Comes

I promised you more poetry. I promised you more intimacy and openness. I promised you words of beauty by other poets and words attempting to be beautiful by me. Here is where I make good on that promise. I went … Continue reading

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Become a Citizen of Hope

A year ago today, a team of surgeons at City of Hope medical center sliced open my brother and saw a body wracked with cancer. Nevertheless, they kept cutting, determined to remove what they could of this invasive parasite eating … Continue reading

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My Dad and Guy Kawasaki, a.k.a. The Importance of Talking About Feminism and Stereotyping

Right after the whole titcircle debacle, I was sent a link to an article on the Huffington Post written by Peg Fitzpatrick called “Words Have Power, Use Them Wisely.” Peg Fitzpatrick is the assistant to Guy Kawasaki, one of the … Continue reading

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Wilted Orchids, Deep Roots a.k.a. How to Plan for a Funeral

How do you decorate for a party you never wanted to attend? How do you fill a room with cheer when no cheer can possibly be found? “What would he want?” we asked ourselves over and over again, as if … Continue reading

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