Darkness Me Old Friend

I apologize darkness for taking my time to update my entries to you. Some weeks and months, life is harder than others and we are all fighting a battle of some kind. I would promise to be better, but I don't want to lie to you or to me. I strive to do better though and I have so much to tell you. My life is constantly evolving. I want to share so much that THAT, in itself, makes it hard because I...

In 2000 a friend handed me their camera and I started randomly taking pictures. I found out that I loved it. I would mess around with rolls of black and white film. I did not have a lot of money since I would waste it frivolously. There was a local Goth Industrial email list a bunch of us local Portland weirdos subscribed to called the PIG List (Portland Industrial Goth). A guy who was the singer...

My parents were high school sweethearts in Woburn Massachusetts, just outside of Boston. At 17, my dad (lied about his age, in the era you could get away with that) joined the Air Force and lived in the Sahara Desert. By the time he came back, my mom married someone else and moved to the West Coast. My dad then also married someone else. My mom had two sons and a daughter with her husband. My dad...

My history of journals and their destruction which brings me here, to try that mess again. Why not do it in a public forum. I was inspired to start with a crazed story from my life leading to permanent PTSD around dating. It just kept going and going... The picture is of my bedroom when I was in my early 20's. I had a wrought iron sleigh bed my mom gifted me when I was in high school. It held a fu...