originally published in The Globe and Mail March 29, 2021 “I think I’m gay.” The words came barreling out like a runaway train careening toward an unfinished bridge ahead, warning lights flashing, signs pleading to stop or turn back. But there was no turning back. I sat across from my husband of almost 30 years, …
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Drop in the Bucket
Lesbian log twenty-four-zero-six-twenty-one For many, COVID-19 has meant a complete disruption in schedule and programming. Just the daily routine of going into work has been interrupted for many. COVID has had immeasurable impacts on people’s mental health. For those going through trauma and difficult life changes, the repercussions of the pandemic have been devastating. Navigating …
Yo-Yo
Lesbian log sixteen-zero-four-twenty-one Emotions are a bitch. Coming from someone who isn’t overly fond of ‘experiencing’ their emotions, preferring to bury them rather than let them bubble up and flow over me, I gotta say, breakups are a very unpleasant business. Some days I think I have my head above water, and other times I …
Food for One
Lesbian log twenty-six-zero-three-twenty-one Cooking is the bane of my existence. I’m not fond of it. I eat because I have to to survive, and when I finally force myself to cook, I’m a slave to a recipe because I lack confidence in the kitchen. I grew up eating a very bland diet. My father had …
Gnawing Away
Lesbian log twelve-zero-three-twenty-one Since I didn’t feel like belabouring the perils and challenges of living on my own today, (reverse osmosis system and water softener acting up, dishwasher dead, hot water tank dubiously working) I decided to sit down with my trusty old dictionary and pull a word for today’s post. Drum roll, please. Today’s …
Perspective is Everything
Lesbian log zero-three-zero-three-twenty-one Nothing has changed this week. I still know my time with my kids is dwindling down—like watching the last streams of sand empty from the hour glass—but over the last few days, I’ve tried hard to look at my experience from a place of abundance and stop dwelling in a space of …
Snow
Lesbian log twenty-one-zero-two-twenty-one I very much strongly dislike winter. Like. A lot. I try my utmost best in life to never use the word hate because it is a viciously cruel word at the best of times, so this is as vehement as I get. I despise winter. I’ve since learned, however, that I can …
A Month In
Lesbian log thirteen-zero-two-twenty-one It’s been one month since I officially started my new life. For the first time, ever, I made my way on my own gumption, blood, sweat and tears. I moved into a new home, alone, on my own, arranged my own finances, qualified for my own credit cards and loans (which wasn’t …