Dear Wanderers, History is repeating itself. I just sent a text message to a good, close friend of mine and it’s similar to something the younger me sent my ex-boyfriend in the past, forever ago, 6 weeks before I graduated college. The quiet of night is unnerving. I’m sitting in the dark, reading The Perks... Continue Reading →
On Being Alone or “Things to Learn in Life as an Adult”
I have to be okay, again, with being alone. In the still quiet of darkness. I have to relearn the art of loving writing, not merely for the off chance of readership or publication, but for myself, to get out of my head all the thoughts that plague me, if for no other reason than... Continue Reading →
Thoughts I Had Upon Waking Up to My Customer Service Job
I woke up this morning well-rested but dreading the two-step commute to my work computer. Working from home is a luxury. I love the company but not my current job. I love my managers and team but not talking on the phone for 8 hours a day. I love being in control and having choices... Continue Reading →
A Scene in which My Protagonist Gets Taken to a Psych Ward Escorted by Police
What they don’t tell you is that when the cold fire of metal handcuffs encircles your wrists, even loosely, you’ll believe, for a second, that you are a criminal. You are not safe. You’re a danger to yourself and these metal rings prove it.
Changes to the Blog (My True Identity) or “The Woman Behind ‘Dylan Whittler’”
Dear Readers, I’ve been contemplating some things over the past few weeks about the blog and where I want to take things moving forward. Everything isn’t set in stone yet but there’s one thing I want to come out and say now. Dylan Whittler isn’t my real name. I wrote a blog post about that... Continue Reading →
