“Oh, come on.” Two weeks ago, I sat in McKinnon’s Irish Pub in Hartford with one of my best friends. We’ve known each other for about ten years, and chances are, if something funny has happened to me in the past ten years, it’s happened because she was adjacent to it. We were the girls inContinue reading “The Weight We Carry. “
Author Archives: The Curious Ally Cat
If Presidential Candidates Were In the Marvel Universe.
Warning: SO MANY SPOILERS for the Civil War arc of Captain America, and probably a TON of spoilers for Captain America: Civil War. If you want to go into the movie unspoiled, GO AWAY NOWWWWW. This was inspired by a series of (admittedly slightly drunk) Tweets I made last night in which I decided to outlineContinue reading “If Presidential Candidates Were In the Marvel Universe.”
Currently.
Spring is here and I am pumped. The fall and winter, while immeasurably less sad than last summer (which we will all refer to as The Summer That Must Not Be Named), were still slightly melancholy, and every day I wake up, see the flowers starting to bloom on the giant tree outside my house,Continue reading “Currently.”
In Response to XOJane.
If you are a human woman who writes on the Internet, by now you have probably heard about it. Yesterday, xoJane (or as I refer to it, the dumpster of the Internet, because you can find anything in there) made the choice to run a first-person essay titled “My Former Friend’s Death Was a Blessing.”Continue reading “In Response to XOJane.”
Moonbeams, Part Deux.
It’s been a while! No, seriously. It’s been a while. I just checked and it’s been a solid 10 months since I’ve updated. Now that I’m on a little bit of a break from work, I thought I would send you guys a missive from the crazy train that is my life. I was inspiredContinue reading “Moonbeams, Part Deux.”
joy, gratitude, grace.
The title of this post comes from Brene Brown, whose book Daring Greatly was recommended to me by my therapist earlier on in the summer. Aside from kicking me in the gut on various pages (my copy is already dog-eared and wrecked up with hundreds of underlined and highlighted passages), Brene has offered me so many differentContinue reading “joy, gratitude, grace.”
Body Say.
Over the past three years my body has been held hostage. In January 2014 I was hit with a round of panic and depression that took me nine months to fully address and recover from, but that period, combined with a difficult birth control and a toxic relationship, caused my weight to climb. I wasContinue reading “Body Say. “
Abstinence.
(Mom, Dad, literally any family members I have – STOP READING. NOW.) I have not had sex for two years. I’m planning on not having sex for a while longer. This isn’t a misandrist protest, or a Lysistrata-esque act of defiance. This is just me, standing in front of myself, asking myself what I trulyContinue reading “Abstinence.”
A Crash Course in Dictatorship, By Way of Romania.
History lesson, guys! A lot of people have been comparing President Trump to Hitler. Godwin’s Law, I know. But hear me out. There’s a little bit more here. I think the rhetoric makes for an apt comparison (they both have the same type of rhetorical language; Hitler’s was based on Germany actually being aContinue reading “A Crash Course in Dictatorship, By Way of Romania.”
An Open Letter to President Donald Trump.
How dare you. No. Seriously. Take a second and breathe this in. How dare you. J’accuse, POTUS. J’accuse. I accuse you of the following crimes. Failing to release your tax returns, which obviously just gives everyone in the country the impression that you fucked your taxes like Tory Lane. The people who voted for you didn’t give aContinue reading “An Open Letter to President Donald Trump.”