The View from a Drawbridge

Tag: acceptance

  • We Are All Being Stupidized

    We Are All Being Stupidized

    If ever there was a time to introduce this word, that time is now.

  • Mr. Rogers’ Spirit Lives On

    I suspect that most people simply want to be liked just the way they are.

  • Body Acceptance

    You learned to hate your body because you were taught.

  • Letter to a Future Love (In Hopes That He Exists)

    I’ve been looking for you for years. I often wondered if you were right under my nose and I just wasn’t seeing you, or if I wasn’t looking in the right place.  More than once I thought I saw you, and you just couldn’t or wouldn’t see me. I always wondered if you were reading…

  • Me at My Most Politically Incorrect

    I probably shouldn’t be writing this, but hell, I’m thinking it, so why not? I have to say I love working with men. Well, I do now, anyway. For most of my working life I’ve been in male-dominated jobs; the lone female in the pack, so to speak. At first it can be awkward. Some…

  • Accepting the Things I Cannot Change

    I think my dog is dying. I feel so helpless. All I can do is fidget and pace, and that changes nothing. This morning I cuddled him and said, “There are tears in my future.” I take him to the vet this afternoon. I suspect it won’t go well. One of the downsides to owning…

  • The Danish Girl

    I had a very unique, delightful and emotionally fraught experience on my birthday recently. I invited a friend of mine who just happens to be transgender to go with me to see The Danish Girl, a movie about one of the very first people to go through gender reassignment surgery. First of all, if you…

  • Looking for a Miracle Worker

    I just watched a remake of the movie The Miracle Worker, about Helen Keller and her teacher, Anne Sullivan. Whenever I watch this movie, I am reminded of one of the many reasons I am not a parent. If I had to deal with such an out of control child, if my kid ever bit…

  • On Being Judged

    Recently I made a new friend, Bob, and he makes me feel different than anyone ever has. For a while there I couldn’t figure out what the difference was, exactly. I only knew it was there. And it was significant enough to cause me to give the situation a great deal of thought. Finally one…

  • I’m Dating Myself

    I’ve been in high stress mode for a while now, between the death of my boyfriend, a horrific financial situation, and having to find and then move to another house. I am on the ragged edge. I need a break. It would be really nice if someone would bring me flowers, take me out to…