Still Nuttier Than A Squirrel Turd

I’ve missed me.

I mean being Mer…you know, over here on this ancient ass blog.

Starting a new blog was exciting and I’ll be honest with you, it’s pretty fucking great being anonymous. It was sort of like drinking wine out of a┬áPringles can while tooting around a Walmart parking lot on a zippy cart.

Freedom, bitches.

And I’m pretty sure that I’ll be keeping the new blog, but I put my heart and soul into this blog for six long years. To keep it private felt like the right thing to do back in November, but I’ve since decided to reopen it again.

Emotions, right?

I’m hanging in there. Happy in love, probably for the first time in my life.

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I took my sweetheart out for his birthday on January 4th.

I’m still nuttier than a squirrel turd, still a chronic pain warrior (with a 101 bowling average using my 6 pound ball) who continues to swipe daily at my dark, icky thoughts. I’m still me, but I’ve changed so much.

That isn’t a bad thing, though.

I’ve missed this place and I’ve missed you guys.

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This Used To Be My Playground

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I was notified by WordPress yesterday that I’ve been blogging for 6 years. I knew the anniversary was sometime in October, I just wasn’t positive of the exact date.

I used to be able to share every detail of my life without much of a problem. But nowadays, the idea gives me a bad case of the nerves.

Me no likey being open, raw and honest anymore.

Life changes…people come, they go, they break your heart, they stay, they love you, they hate you, summer turns to winter, children get older, suicidal urges take up brain space, handfuls of pills are taken with sips of Aquafina, husbands cheat…the earth continues to rotate and reality television stars become president.

I won’t be a drama queen and say that I’m closing up shop, but my days of posting on a regular basis are over with. If you don’t see me around much, I can promise you (about 87%) that I’m just peachy fucking keen.

I haven’t been a fan of Madonna since like 1988, but to steal the title of one of her songs, this used to be my playground.

Please Read: Help for Dawn

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I’m sad to report that only myself and my friend Cheryl, who did the majority of the work putting this together for our friend, have donated. I do not normally get involved in things like this, but Dawn means so much to me and honestly, her situation at present moment makes me cry.


My friend Cheryl and I have been blog friends these last few months with a beautiful soul, a proud transgender woman named Dawn, who resides in Florida.

Dawn is going through some extremely hard times right now, as she is homeless and has several chronic health conditions. Because we both love and care for her, we have decided to team up and create a GoFundMe account for her.

If you’d like to donate (any amount is appreciated!) please click here.

If you are unable to donate, we’re asking if you could please share this on Facebook, Twitter or a reblog.

I was the first to donate, $10 is all that I can spare right now. I only wish that I could help her more.

Nobody belongs on the streets. If we can all pitch in a bit, we might be able to offer this inspiring and lovely human being some much needed hope.

Thank you.

Mer