About Me

The written word is therapeutic for me, whether if be via my hand or another's. I enjoy utilizing both sides of my brain. Surface level I'm more left-brained; geared toward the techinical. Way back when, a scientist determined to escape the area and attain her PhD in southern Cali. Ended up taking a detour...CA happened sans my doctorate (no friggin' way could I have lived 'in the lab').

Growing up, I wrote as a coping mechanism. Later, mostly when inspired, which usually meant during romantic highs or trauma-based lows. Incidentally, the majority of my writings (prose) are romance-based. Hell I even dabbled in erotica under a pen name. I previously had a blog documenting my fertility journey. And finally, I was a guest blogger on a friend's site. Continuing along the right-sided brain vein, my secret passion is party planning. I adore a stunning table setting and all that goes into it. But I digress....

I was born and raised in PA, moved to CA at the ripe age of 25 and 25 years later, I returned to the area. In essence I came full circle. But truth be told, in retrospect it hasn't been what I anticipated (maybe too strong a word as I tend to appreciate the unknown and rarely 'plan'). Blindsided by the harsh reminder the mind can forget (or try to) yet the body remembers. My PTSD, which lay dormant (does it ever though), reared its nasty head once returning, in a huge way. In essence, I've been sidelined by the resurrection of a host of shit that resurfaced from my past. 

Not since my childhood have I experienced so many shitty, emotional days. On a deeper level; however, I realize unequivocally the imprint(s) my cells hold of past events. But one thing I possess is fortitude. And a lot of it. Thankfully. 

So it's time. It's time to work on healing from within. To rise above. The avenues in seeking a therapist to aid in this effort haven't panned out. So I shall blog again. And should aspects of my experience(s) inspire or help another, all the better. While usually oddly organized and a true linear thinker, this may be anything but. Whatever comes to mind is likely what I'll document. 

Fasten your seatbelt....