How to Ask Women Out After #metoo (for the middlemen)

When something monumental happens there is always the clear cut moment of Before and After the thing. #metoo started like an earthquake in the ocean and hit like a tsunami. The landscape has change…

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The Lady makes some things very clear, so guys, listen up, listen well, and heed her words.


War Children

CrazyandSane on war and children.

“War, what is it good for? Absolutely nothing.” [Edwin Starr]


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So there I was, riding on the train, minding my own business,  whenI looked up at the posters they display on trains, from the latest mobile phones, to clothing brands, when an advertisement caught my eye, and startled me; Frightened me, and If I had magic powers, a few ‘important’ people, would be sucking shit from a camels ass for food right now.

The poster of a terrified little girl, behind her, bombs exploding, she’s filthy (obviously), the town they’ve pictured her in, is all but rubble, and she’s alone, made my heart do a hundred somersaults.

child of war

Then, what really put the cherry on the top of this horrific sight, was the advertisement line from the government asking the public for money to ‘help children in war torn Countries’!? huh? Yes, read it again….

So it goes like this; The USA and the UK, launch attacks on various Countries, in…

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The Feathered Sleep takes us on a dream journey.


I woke up and I wasn’t, me anymore

I had the emaciated body of someone starving on a full belly

Of a broken promise, shaped like a hennaed woman

I took off my wig, spectacles, teeth

And the skin child stood empied beneath quizzical stares

Tested for her taint

The diagnosis throttled me

Nymphs in weeds

The uncertainty held me down

Poisoning in vogue

The loss sat like a stuffed bear

Snarling without glee

The smell of bonfire on my skirt

Mud beneath my eyelids caking sight

So many labels, sticky to the touch

Like toffee left to run, patching over who I would have become

If warm nightmares hadn’t stirred

An unease as vigilant as a curse

Wondering, whether to unlearn

Bravery, a tarnished metal band

Playing for the hard of hearing

How to train a slack horse

To regain the urge to bolt from his stall

As sleek…

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Embrace the Goddess…

S.C. Richmond offers some good thinking about worrying

S C Richmond

I’m offering up some free experience to you younger ladies and gents out there. I have spent most of my life worrying… am I the right shape, am I kind enough, do people like me, is my hair the right colour… the list goes on and on…  and I know I’m not alone. In fact I imagine most people go through this at some stage, if not throughout a lot of their life.

So here’s my yule gift to you all… Stop it, stop worrying about trying to second guess what others think about you. Just concentrate on the things that make you happy. I know it sounds simple but it’s probably the hardest thing you’ll ever do but it’s worth it.

If someone gossips about you, ignore them, I promise it says more about them than it does about you.  Don’t believe me? Listen to Anthony Hopkins instead of me.



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A Little Rant

Lydia rants on where the blame belongs, and the long pain of taking it on when its not yours.

Being Lydia!

This isn’t going to be my normal style of post, but it is one I feel I need to write.

First of all, this is not a rant about President Trump. I used an image of Reality TV Host Donald Trump because it fit.

Since Bill Cosby, there has been a long list of celebrities, who have been outed for sexual misconduct in the last while. I don’t think this is a new thing; however, what is new is what is being done about it.

Kevin Spacey was let go from House of Cards, though the show is still going on. In Jeremy Piven’s case his show, “Wisdom of the Crowd”, is canceled because it revolves around his character. Harvey Weinstein was removed from a movie project he was working on. And there are many more men who have been accused and fired.

And this morning, just before going on air…

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Why the Mental Illness Community Should Share Their Story

The Bipolar Writer on people with mental illness telling their own stories.

The Bipolar Writer

Over the last three months, I have shared more about my life than ever imagined was possible. It has been the most therapeutic experience in my life.

In the past week, I have started to begin the process of expanding The Bipolar Writerinto sharing other bloggers stories with their mental illness in the form of feature articles.

Before that, I want to talk about why we should never be afraid to tell our mental health story. I understand that not everyone is in a place where they can share every aspect of their story at this point, but when you are ready you should consider opening up on even on the most controversial topics.

I think the best thing I have done in 2017 was finding my place writing on my blog where I can share my life. I can write here, and expand later in my memoir. It’s…

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Insane Roots poems one of those special feelings.

Insane Roots

Deep within the recesses of my soul

It is almost as if I can feel you

Longing for me

Craving my touch


That I was by your side.

It is as if we are connected

Joined by the heart

But surely that is not possible

Or is it?

For I am longing for you

Craving your touch


That you were by my side.

Can you feel it?

This love

Pouring from my heart.

For I know not how

But I can

And it takes my breath away!

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The sick cult of Trumpism.

Lucy Otter gets the cult character of the Trump movement right.

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I must have a stomach made of iron, because last night I actually was able to watch the Trump Rally in Pensacola, FL without vomiting.   I have never seen one of these things before in its entirety, and it was eye opening and sickening.   I’m not going to bother posting the video of it here.  If you really want to watch it, it’s on Youtube.

Trump holds his hate-rallies to garner necessary narcissistic supply and the adulation and worship he craves, but this one had a secondary purpose — to drum up support for Bible thumping pedophile and sexual abuser Roy Moore.  I believe Moore is every bit as much of a narcissistic sociopath as Trump, and birds of a feather do tend to stick together.  Between Steve Bannon, Roy Moore, and Trump himself, these morally bankrupt despots are ready to take over the GOP and remake America into their…

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The most effective defense against gaslighting.

Lucky Otter has a defense against gaslighting that works.

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Narcissists and sociopaths not only try to make you think you are insane, they can literally drive you insane.   They do this most effectively and insidiously through gaslighting, a method of mental manipulation in which you are made to doubt or question reality or told your feelings are invalid.   This occurs on a personal level with narcissistic people and extends today all the way up to the national and political level. It is always extremely damaging.  People who are constantly gaslighted by a narcissist or sociopath often develop PTSD or Complex PTSD (C-PTSD).

Examples of gaslighting in relationships:

“I was joking. Stop being so sensitive.”

“That’s not what I said.” (when they definitely have said it).

“You are imagining things.”

“It never happened.”

Trump gaslights his political rivals, his enemies, and the entire country on a daily basis.   I can’t and won’t attempt to list all the examples, but his…

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Silence Will No Longer Ring in My Ears

On Brave And Reckless, Christine Elizabeth Ray refuses to be silent.

Brave and Reckless

I will not be silent

I will not maintain the peace

I will say the ugly words

out loud and I will not flinch







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Discounted simply because we are women

To find our voices as women

to speak our truth

is a revolutionary act

that says that your voice

her voice

their voices

my voice



Have weight

Deserve to be heard

Are valid

If my refusal to be silent

Makes me a bitch

A shrew

A ball-breaker

Then I will be loudest damn badass bitch that I can be

Silence leaves us to blame ourselves in isolation

Silence benefits only those who have hurt us

Silence has been the noose around my neck

The soul ache of my pent-up screams of rage

Every 13th story window I have considered walking out of

How fucked up is that?!

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