Reckoning (Patreon)

The world is on fire and so is my home. Yesterday I had to take a stand and give some tough ultimatums. It did not go well. It’s hugely anxiety provoking to not know what’s coming next, but I couldn’t keep going the way we were. I was raised in a chaotic environment with angry drunk men. I do not want to live in one now. No one can thrive that way. It’s hard to say enough is enough, especially when you love them, especially when you understand. These are hard times and no one is at their best.

Maybe this is a blessing. Maybe being busy and distracted all the time let things get so bad. Maybe it’s a gift now to have to really look at it. To be forced to make some changes.

Painting of me, happy, by Elly Smallwood, 2018