Never Say Never
by Athena
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A True Story About My Life
All the stories you read about me here are true, but if you don’t follow me on social, you may not get to read this one.
Oh, Universe
I ended last year and began this one with one intent: Find something new in old spaces. This started in the fall with a return to basics in my yoga classes. I slowed it was the fuck down and chal...
For Fuck's Sake
The title of this diary is Never Say Never. How apropos. I don’t know if I will return to OD as a paid service, but I’ll think about it. I felt violent about the news initially. Now I just feel s...
The Thing That All of Us Have Wanted to Do
Liz is among the first two to arrive. “Liz has a very strong core,” the woman who rolls Liz into the chapel tells me. Liz has on pink socks with sandals and a navy blue jacket. She just has the o...
My African Vacay
Story and photos now LIVE!
Africa TK
I am working on a day-by-day of Africa (in my head). There’s so much to process about there and so much to catch up on here. But it’s coming. You’ll not be surprised that it was wonderful in ever...
Updates on Busy
Biz: Past the 90-day mark. September a bit under goal, October a bit over goal. So it all works out. Huge website pub launched. Other big project 75% to the finish line — with next steps in place...
Not That Single
At the end of a brilliant evening, spent dazzling hostesses and fellow theater-goers and the waitstaff at dinner with our full-on formalwear and giant smiles, I ask him if he’s really divorced. H...
Rate a Date: The Philosopher
Name: JD Age: 47 Status: Divorced twice; two kids Works: In IT at a hospital Lives: Not far from me Length of Date: 45 minutes He Looked: Exactly like his photos. Tall, urban, well dressed also b...
Sunday
Another Patrick dream. Same sad ilk. That energy is lingering. A text from S’s friend M asking a question that could only be related to S still stirring over me. That energy is lingering. Reject...
the funeral.
So I went to the funeral. And I am so glad I did. Not only did I get to support my friend and send a very strong message to S, I got to experience something that was surprising and emotional and ...
I CANNOT WITH PEOPLE
Crying about losing their vacation time. LITERALLY CRYING ACTUAL TEARS AT WORK ABOUT THIS. I am really really sorry that you are unable to manage your time through the year and/or take care of yo...
The Spaces Between My Bones
I’ve told you there is a deep, deep silence in the space where S once stood. It’s like I am dead to him. From an energetic perspective, there just is none. It’s a strange experience. I miss him b...
Another One Almost Down
Friday morning. Up earlier than I intended but it’s OK because I was in bed later than I intended (still a shockingly early hour for most of you!). I slept poorly, however, with terrible dreams. ...
Short Updates on Various
Family: Dad compared himself favorably to Donald Trump. I left the next morning. Grandparents are so old and mostly housebound. Not sure there is a point at this point. There is no real joy or ac...
Work Day
I am at work early. Which I didn’t mean to be but when it takes just 20 minutes to do a commute that usually takes 35, that’s what happens. Also it’s a way less stressful 20 minutes since there i...
Friday Funday
I am working from home today. Thank god. I just need to have a day where I can work quietly. I share an office with two other people now – no walls, or cubes, just desks – and the chatter and mov...
A True Story About My Life
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Nine Things
I can barely tell the difference between Rhett Miller and Frank Turner on some songs. Other songs I can’t tell the difference at all. It’s odd. S has been really really really trying. It’s been g...
What I Did on My Mexican Vacation
I went alone, for those who don’t know. I asked a few people if they wanted to join. None could. So I went alone. Which is fine. I guess. I was looking forward to isolating. Looking forward to sl...
The End of a Vacation
Is the worst. I am a gush of anxiety. Sick to my stomach. Wracked with dread. Covered in jitters. Filled with don’t wanna. Going home to an instability that I cannot seem to shake. A meanness tha...
New York Poem
New York was a 9. It was a palate cleanser. It was an important time. It was piles of food and an ocean of wine. It was hugs and laughs and choking back tears. It was sex in a hotel. Holding hand...
I have ached ...
lately for the things I miss. My job at DailyCandy. The Pleidas. My poodle.
June 25
Yesterday was a 7. But I am fat and tired so everything right now feels like more of a 5. I’ve been tired a lot lately. And I have gained a few pounds. Last week I worked out 10 hours, which is a...
Little Things for This Morning
Work is hell right now. I am trying to mitigate my feelings of anxiety with these lists. The scale is down. The pups are lovely. My hair is loooong. My boss is nice. I had a nice walk-and-talk la...
Book Description
Former citizen of Open Diary. Future ruler of the world (inside my head). I wasn’t going to give this up. Not after 15 years.