The howling night
When I was in grade 3, around 8 years old, my mother was having a hard time. I think she must have been experiencing a bout of depression, or perhaps [...]
Tag: CPTSD
At home with my friend Rejection Dysphoria
When I first heard the term ‘Rejection Dysphoria’ I cried. It explained so much of what I had experienced through out my life. So much of why I had struggled [...]
Mentoring when life is the lesson
with such a fleeting time on this planet, the appreciation we have for life expands when we allow ourselves to be close to death.
The Theatre of Walking.
As we walk, we are often deeply invested in the theatre of our life, not even aware we are engaging in a type of theatre as we mull over things.
How I survived a bot attack, stumbling through a sea of click farms.
They weren't stopping. My follower count rose to over 3000 in a couple of hours. It was like a force of ghouls from hell, coming to sabotage me.
The Double Edged Sword of Speech
When my mother was very young, the doctor told my grandmother that her daughter would never speak because of the severity of her cleft palate. But my grandmother refused to [...]
Chasing the dopamine; how 16 year old car thieves are helping me fly.
‘If you can find a matching key and lock, it’s yours’ the shopowner said. I looked at the jar packed with keys, then tipped some out onto the table. I [...]
The Tale of the Pop Tart (sorry ‘iced biscuit’) Phone Case!
I want to share with you the tale of the Pop Tart, I mean Iced Biscuit phone case. This is an item which I started selling in my Etsy shop [...]
5 traits I never realised are related to ADHD until I was diagnosed, and how I manage them.
The more I accept my ADHD traits and stop pushing and hustling, the more calm and relaxed I feel.
Trauma, theatre and truth telling; from the political to the personal.
I am currently producing, dramaturg and translating a theatre production called Surat-Suratnya in Melbourne in December. It is a collaboration between Australian and Indonesian artists about true events which remain [...]
Not Healing, Transmuting
Trigger warning, this blog post refers to violence to children but not in any detail. This is a positive sharing. A couple of months back, I wrote a post on [...]
Paper lanterns and a Summer Christmas aesthetic.
Lanterns are magical because they shine like our souls. Our true selves.
Finding my voice.
I am writing this first post on a plane, coming home from a time in Indonesia, where I worked on a theatre project in the ARTJOG festival, Indonesia’s most significant [...]