The lies we tell…

We all tell lies. Maybe just little ones, or maybe only to ourselves, but we all do. Ultimately, most people don’t want to be wrong or the villain of the story. So they lie… I was having a conversation with my mom about something a family member told her, and my mom was accepting this story as an absolute truth — despite her own admission … Continue reading The lies we tell…

Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind…

Do you ever really know someone? Your partner, your kid, your best friend? Yourself? There is someone that I used to know. Or I thought I knew. They were my best friend. I likely was not theirs, but they were mine. And I was myself. Anxiety, depression, goofy and weird and all. I shared and asked. But this person, they decided to cut me out … Continue reading Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind…

The Babadook (from the archives)

Originally posted September 11, 2020 There is a tight pain in my chest and it’s not because of the smoke in the air. If you’ve never seen the movie the Babadook, I suggest you do. It is essentially an allegory for mental disorder. He is that dark place your mind wanders to when you’ve lost your grounding. The rabbit hole of self-doubt and insecurities. I … Continue reading The Babadook (from the archives)

Choose to see the beauty

I’m not a stupid person. I’m not naive. I know the state of things. I know the ugliest parts and I’ve been to hell and back. The world is in disarray and there is so much ugliness. And fucking covid… But still…. I choose to see the beauty in the world. I know, I KNOW, this probably sounds like the rantings of a delusional single parent. … Continue reading Choose to see the beauty

Hi, my name is Teddy, and I’m a recovering villain.

El Cuco (Folklore Demond): “why were you so quick to accept my existence?” Holly (investigator): “An outsider can always recognize another outsider.” The Outsider, HBO It is no secret that I used to believe I was meant to be a villain. I was cruel in a way that leaves permanent scars. A lot of my reasoning stemmed from self hatred. Other from being bullied. Classic tale … Continue reading Hi, my name is Teddy, and I’m a recovering villain.