Last weekend Trump came to Anchorage for a rally. A friend asked me to go with her to protest the event, and I went. Suffice it to say, I am not a fan of the man in any way. But even still, I struggled with why I was protesting. What…

I was raised to fill the space of my mothers need — not beyond But I breathe the expanse of sky and the starry night is my voice. ____________ I was raised to be straight as a pin and to feel shame in the growing heat of want But I…

This is a tricky question but a necessary one. Most of the systems we operate under are based on the premise that there is someone in charge — and that the someone in charge must be obeyed, treated with respect, and protected in their authority. I have been working to…

Believe it or not — it can be difficult to explain. There are so many parts to it and they take turns being the most devastating part of your life. I’m going to attempt to break it down as honestly as possible. My hope is that if you have an…

Learning to trust again. — A little while ago I saw a movie called “Men.” It’s not what many would call a masterpiece, but the great thing about art is that what seems pointless to some, can hit a nerve with others. This movie did that for me. It hit a nerve that has been…

Finding love is an act of bravery. — The origin story. I grew up in an atmosphere saturated in failure and desperation. The failures: inability to provide, inability to be honest about mental health, addiction, neglect alternating with enmeshment. The desperation: understand me, forgive me, accept me, know that I love you. In my home, love was the…

Overcoming religious ideology is an act of constant vigilance. — I grew up in with a very religious mother, and to say I was a “Jesus girl” would be underselling it. Had I been Catholic, I would have become a nun. I read through the entire bible twice and had copious amounts memorized. I was one of those “sold out,”…