ettyaIt’s 7:15 am and I have lupusI’m awake. But leaving my bed seems an arduous task that I am not mentally prepared to undertake. Confronting the day when my body is…Jul 6, 2018Jul 6, 2018
ettyaLupus.It’s lupus awareness month, and I’m working on embracing a disease that has assaulted my body, my mind, and my social connections in…May 25, 2018May 25, 2018
ettyaMicro-aggression In Real LifeYou’ve heard it before: racist rhetoric exists all around us. It’s pervasive, ugly, and hurtful. It infiltrates daily conversations in ways…Oct 25, 2017Oct 25, 2017
ettyaYesterdayYesterday, I saw a man urinating on the street at 10:30 in the morning He wasn’t drunk He wasn’t unemployed He wasn’t disheveled And I…Oct 13, 2017Oct 13, 2017
ettya5 years ago today…Five years ago today, Facebook’s “On this Day” informed me, I became Facebook friends with a woman who sent me a care package when I fled…Sep 25, 2017Sep 25, 2017
ettyaPTSD does not make me crazy. Thanks.This morning I did something that I’ve tried very hard not to do — get involved in political arguments on Facebook with strangers. But…Jul 29, 2017Jul 29, 2017
ettyaI hate Tinder…a lot.It’s no secret that I absolutely abhor dating apps. I hate them the way I hated peas as youngster — but unlike the peas that I launched out…Jun 30, 2017Jun 30, 2017
ettyaAn open letter to the woman who came after mePreface: On [date redacted], in the midst of obtaining a protection order against Juicebox* I received the below email from his…Jun 13, 2017Jun 13, 2017
ettyaSome Haikus or Maybe a Poem Comprised of HaikusThe thing about words/is that once you write them down/they lose your intentJun 1, 2017Jun 1, 2017
