I’m still the awkward owner of the pts(d) title, with a few additives thrown in there. However, I’ve come to realise that I have had pts(d) longer than Not. And that is part of my reconciliation process … embracing what I am; not because I’m some kind of pts(d) retard whose in some warped denial, but because I get now, that bad fucking shit happens to funky people like Me; and although I may spend the rest of my life responding to said bad shit, by fuck, I am determined to do it with every little gritty gangstah part of my being. If I can find some kind of contentment in everything that I am, then I continue to beat the odds and I am ‘win-ning’.
Everything in this Blog is my shit, copy written as © kpm 2003, unless otherwise stated. You can follow my artistic ‘responding’ processes via the links at the bottom of this page.
Note: I am a professional in MY field, which is ME and only ME. I am not ‘qualified’ to give medical, therapeutic or psychological advice. I only have my opinions and experiences. If you take something wholesome from that … sweet … but don’t quote my shit as lore! While I’m pretty on point, eventually, I’ve learnt through MY mistakes. Therefore, I take no responsibility for my story or my shit or my quotes or my rambles, being taken out of context.
So, this 45 year old Woman – mother, grandmother, activist and feminist – continues to unfold, respond, learn and love.
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