Y'all, the world is a dumpster fire. Everyone has lost their goddamn minds. War, soaring prices on fucking everything, job scarcity, food scarcity, homelessness, protests, counter-protests, counter-counter-counter protests, AI taking over, POP MUSIC, drug and alcohol abuse, domestic violence, and on and on and on… It's enough to drive us collectively, Stanley Kowalski-style, to our knees crying in heartbreaking anguish, "STELLA!!!" Sexy Marlon Brando in a wet, ripped t-shirt

Every once in a while, it's good just to sit back and revel in the ridiculous things of life. There's so much ugly and yuck in the world right now that if we focus on it too much, I think we might just lose our collective minds. So I've come up with a plan. A ridiculous plan. I am going to do a series called 'The RidiculousThings of Life'. And we'll use ridiculous in three ways: 1. ridiculous as in silly, 2. ridiculous as in absurd, and 3. ridiculous as in an off-the-hook OM

This article is a continuation of the thoughts from my previous article. You can catch up here: https://www.beautifuldisasterlit.com/post/my-backiversary-reflecting-on-the-event-of-a-lifetime-revisited It's been a year and some change since I wrote the article about my backiversary, and I forgot to talk about one very important point. Well, that's not true. I avoided talking about it. Subconsciously on purpose forgot probably. Omitting something isn't lying, but it is denial.

I've been avoiding writing about a certain topic. It's going to be heavy. And embarrassing too, honestly. I don't want to write about it, but I have to. Otherwise, I won't be able to keep moving forward as a human, keep evolving. I won't be able to continue down my road of healing without getting some of this out of my system. Not sure where this will end up, but I've gotta jump in with both feet. I need to write about my drinking issues. And my drinking issues all started wi

Every once in a while, it's good just to sit back and revel in the ridiculous things of life. There's so much ugly and yuck in the world right now that if we focus on it too much, I think we might just lose our collective minds. So I've come up with a plan. A ridiculous plan. I am going to do a series called 'The RidiculousThings of Life'. And we'll use ridiculous in three ways: 1. ridiculous as in silly, 2. ridiculous as in absurd, and 3. ridiculous as in an off-the-hook OM

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