Stories about my mental illness(es), trauma, & the fun stuff in between
I'd never dated in my entire life. I'd either been single or in a relationship, however that happens. When I finally got out of a six-year abusive relationship, I was ready for all of the awkwardness of dating. I was actually excited for it. In fact, I was so excited that I downloaded Tinder the…
I have been working non-stop for the last 10 years. I've taken few vacations (maybe one or two weeks per year) and have always been accessible through my phone, just incase my 60 hours at work weren't sufficient and I need to answer questions or provide support during the little free time I have. Seven…
Dating in 2020 was one big shit show, but it was also a lot of fun. At 26, I'd never actually dated. I'd only ever been single or in a relationship, but no middle ground. There was only one date I had gone on. It was a blind triple date-- lucky me, right? My friends…
It’s the kinda day where I get to work a little late and leave a little early, but don’t remember anything that happened in between. After roughly nine hours of corporate productivity, I am now in that weird space of time between getting off work and going to bed. I really, really, REALLY don’t want…
Now, my work friends and I have given my situationships some terrible nicknames, but Milk Dud is the worst one. It all started when one of my friends started calling him Doug. Somehow that evolved to Milk Dud and unfortunately for him, it stuck. I remember he called me while I was at work and…
Dear John Doe, There were two times you raped me. If I am being really honest, there's actually a third time but I'm not ready to face that one. I know that you will never understand or believe any of that. Admittedly, it took some work for me to believe it. I didn’t (still don’t)…
Dear January, I want to start this letter by letting you know I fucking hate you. I used to love you because I believed that each new year meant a fresh start. Now, as an adult that has lived through some bullshit, I realize there is no such thing as a fresh start -- maybe…
Imperfectly Callie 