Wednesday Tweet Digest, Vol. 6

2 years ago with 1 comment in Uncategorized
The best (according to me) tweets I have twitted over the course of the previous week or so, as a momentary stay against the essential evanescence of twitter. From convo w/coworkers: "If you can't be Enlightened at the DMV, then you're not Enlightened." — Joseph Prever (@stevegershom) August 18, 2014 Stepped outside to breathe for 5 minutes & heard myself praying ...

Wednesday Tweet Digest, Vol. 5

2 years ago with 4 comments in Uncategorized
The best (according to me) tweets I have twitted over the course of the previous week or so, as a momentary stay against the essential evanescence of twitter. I dunno who Jason Derulo is but I just muted him for unsolicited abs — Joseph Prever (@stevegershom) August 11, 2014 Pro tip: when an introvert says “Well, ANYways”, that is code for “BY ALL THAT IS HOLY PLEASE RELEASE ...

The Seven Legitimate Needs

3 years ago with 10 comments in Uncategorized
I sin sometimes, but I’m not really a sinner. It’s true that I eat a lot — but eating a lot is not who I am. I don’t really consider food that important, honestly. My therapist says I have an oral fixation, so it’s not like I’m just eating for gratification. Anyway, I know spiritual things matter way more than food, and I’m prety good about spiritual ...

Dear Steve: Obsession and Identity

4 years ago with 12 comments in Uncategorized
My dear friend A. recently revealed to me that she’s bisexual, or whatever you want to call it — I’m no more comfortable with that term than I am with the term “gay,” but you know what I mean. I’m pretty sure female homosexuality is a whole different beast from the male variety, but some of the stuff is just Human Stuff. Anyway, A. said I should feel free ...

A History of Tears

4 years ago with 14 comments in Uncategorized
“Oh, stop crying already.” It’s twenty years ago, but I remember the exact tone of my father’s voice, equal parts impatience and disgust. To me, crying is something that happens, not something I can decide to do or not do, so his command makes me burn with all the anger of which a nine-year-old is capable, which is a frightening amount. But there’s nobody I can ...

Unwearied

4 years ago with 5 comments in Uncategorized
To my relief, I wake up too late for Mass this morning. More sleep means less surliness, and less effort spent ignoring my resentment at the priest who sings off-key and the parishioners who ad-lib the responses to make them just a little bit more feminist. I’m trailing a cloud of melancholy from bad dreams: something to do with wounds, accusations, betrayal of trust. I know from long ...

How It Got Better #1: Talking

5 years ago with 15 comments in Uncategorized
[The first of a proposed series.] I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe; I told it not, my wrath did grow.1 I was sixteen the first time I told anybody. I went to confession to Fr. T, who’s known our family for years. I don’t think I went in there planning to spill the beans, but it came out anyway: I’m gay. He said, Do you ...