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There is a certain loneliness in the beginning stages of early onset Alzheimer's. The stage of being in-between forgetting "which words to use in this sentence to get my point across" and "who is that person next to me in my bed."  You are still you but not quite. Your(more)
On some Saturdays, we cruise yard sales to see what kind of movies we can get for fifty cents or a dollar.

At one sale there were a few movies that weren't total crap. One was in question though. It had Christian Slater in it. That fact mad(more)



Wanna slow skate?


Were you ever friends with someone who you thought was - like - so cool? Didn't you want them to think you were - like - "so cool" too?

That was me with Denise.
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That feeling when your stomach is in your chest - back down - in your chest - back down. I couldn't get enough of it as a child. From a rope, from a branch, from the swing-set in my friends yard. The best part of it was the letting(more)
Dad is drunk again.

Good! Where is he?

Working on the truck.
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----- this is -----. ----- this is -----.

Nice to meet you.
And you. So...blah blah blah

Thinking ~ (more)
My life has been so chaotic. I don't complain. I don't blame. It was my fault for the most part. Nobody made me do those things. I was an idiot. I don't blame my absent mother. I don't blame my alcoholic father. I wish my childhood was better. But(more)
That one is a turtle with a monkey on it's back.
I see a man in jail with a tea pot in his mouth.
Ah, clouds.

Here comes the storm.
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The book store closed!
It was within walking distance from my house. I loved going on rainy days. I would grab my umbrella, a book (usually one I read several times) and walk past the lake with the geese, past the house with the mean dog that charged th(more)
Living in the city in a trashy, or in his mind - "artsy", studio was chic. Even at thirty-six. He liked his new grundge lifestyle. He was trying too hard to look like Eddie Veddor, she thought.

He never picked up the children on his visitation weekends. An(more)
In my time there was no attention deficit disorder. Kids weren't drugged and parents weren't afraid to spank.

In my time a "coffee to go" was poured into a thermos at home and cost less then a dime.

In my time when you passed someone on th(more)
She has to work on anger at times. Anger is the emotion that sustains her when things are too difficult. Sorrow only brings her down. Anger wires her up. Anger gives her the tenacity to keep going. She stuffs the sorrow into a ball and tosses it out her(more)
Time goes one way. She knew this. That is why she took one last look around her before she left.

The framed old photo of them as a family, smiling back at her from the coffee table they purchased for $5.00 at a yard sale. The green carpe(more)
Growing up in a red-neck town, hearing the occasional gun shot was a common occurrence. We just didn't bat an eye.  

At least that was the way it was before that night. The dreaded night of the cross burning.  

When I was young child, in a predominately(more)