I begin to introduce myself as Hunter. Nobody remembers Kara, and if I don’t choose my own silly hippy name, someone else is likely to choose one for me.

Stephen convinces me to go to Rainbow ( Read more... )

stephen writes ( Read more... )

I thought I was going to the Women's Action Camp but I'm going to the Rainbow Gathering instead. Seems like a fair trade. I've been hearing about the Rainbow Gathering for years.

Tyson and Nikki just gave me their livejournal account names and i looked them up. I am struck by how shallow my friends are. Or how afraid. Or at least how little we actually connect ( Read more... )

I miss you.

Solamente de pega a las areas del cuerpo válidas. Nunca se pega a la cabeza o la ingle.

Acepta a sus heridas con una actidud amable.

At some point I seem to outgrow just about everybody. By now the feeling of repression is familiar. I grow bigger than my peers, my parents, my role models. Or I grow bigger than they want me to me. Then I feel stuck in an iron box, pressing out on the walls ( Read more... )

I really wanted Stephen to beat the crap out of me. I'm disappointed that he did not. He hit me hard enough to leave a lump and a bruise on my head, and I'm upset that he didn't hurt me more. What does this mean? I feel like I am in control when I push my lover to beat me. What does this mean? I'm expressing denial through harm to myself and ( Read more... )

Nana Rosemary (Cherie's mom) is paying me $20 to weed her garden.
Tyson is paying me $10 to translate his Boffer Manual into Spanish.
By tomorrow I will have enough to make my account positive.
I didn't even have to sell blood (thank God!)