A lot of the posts on this blog are just plain silliness. I write a lot of nonsensical things to amuse myself, and hopefully, others. But these posts are about serious business. These are the posts where I talk about real topics, for better or worse. In order of recency (newest first):
A post about sexual promiscuity as the result of child sexual abuse.
A discussion of the conspiracy theories regarding the Boston Marathon bombings.
Discussing child sexual abuse.
More struggles with major depressive disorder.
Part Two of my own experience with domestic violence.
A bitchfest about the shoddy state of health care in the United States.
A post just as described in the wake of the Newtown, Connecticut school shootings.
A post about how I will never be an astronaut.
A gut wrenching story of my former animal friends.
Part One of my own experience with domestic violence.
Blathering about politics the day after the 2012 United States Election.
A discussion of how events can change the course of your life.
I give my abusive grandmother a piece of my mind.
My struggle with major depressive disorder.
Where I am now in my struggle to overcome child abuse and domestic violence.
My philosophy of life, the universe and everything.
A random diatribe about bleh.
If you only had ten more years to live, would you do anything differently?
My thoughts on predetermination.
I talk about having my skull smashed by a stage light.
I talk about the voices in my head. Probably the most revealing post on this whole blog.
My many experiences with dying.
The rules I created to conduct myself as a reasonable member of society.
Ruminating on the power of memory.
Another friend died.
I regale you with an epic of navigating the Gov’t Dept. of Crazy. What fun!
More Gov’t Dept. of Crazy adventures.
My foundational thinking on faith.
The post where I came out as an atheist blogger.
Write about one thing you’ve never told anyone and explain why.
The only way to learn.
Do you believe everything happens for a reason?
Talking about mass murder prompted by the Norway killings.
On losing love.
Personification of internal organs.
Another year, another diatribe about hating birthdays.
About the death of my oldest friend.
An open letter to greedy Wall Street types.
There’s not enough of it in the world. I miss mine.
I found it again.
A discussion about the automotive industry in my hometown, Detroit.
How I got the nickname Goldfish.
My love for the stars.
One of those moments where I realize just how short life is.