Uncle Walt again, dear friends: From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines, Going where I list, my own master total and absolute, Listening to others, considering well what they say, Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. I inhale … Continue reading of limits and imaginary lines
I am ready to be my own Voice in my own head. I am ready to be louder than the Voices that have told me so many so many so many lies for so so so long. (Part of being loud is showing up here, I think. I still took a little break. I'll be … Continue reading who’ll stop the rain
This isn't good for me anymore. I am writing myself raw lately, because I am afraid that you will forget about me. (This has always been my biggest fear.) I am double checking my WordPress views and my Facebook likes over and over and over again, because those little thumbs up's and little hearts feel so … Continue reading okay, but for real this time
You know what? I do not think I am getting out of bed today. And I am working on believing that this course of action does not make me weak. No. This decision means that I am actually quite strong. Means that I am willing to get ready to go another round. Today I need … Continue reading not today
And it is an old refrain, to be sure: They are just around because they feel sorry for you. They are around because they are worried that you're going to hurt yourself if you're alone. They do not enjoy you. They do not love you. You are a burden. (You said that to me once. I … Continue reading it’s still the same old story… (or: as usual, go to hell, bipolar disorder, okay?)
This piece originally performed at The Come Up Show ATL on December 20, 2019. Greetings, fellow cool kids. So, my name is Dani Herd, and I am bipolar, bisexual, and non-binary, aka “bi, bi, non-bi.” These are my adventures. Bi #1: I’ve known about the bipolar II the longest. This month is actually the three … Continue reading bi, bi, non-bi: december feels, and oh, look, i’m talking about walt whitman again
[CW: self-harm] March 8, 2010 I just want to see the gay penguins. Central Park is BIG. I had no idea! I should have known. Didn't all those joggers and stroller-walkers and assorted predators on Law & Order: SVU make their home in this park? How would a smaller park have possibly contained them all? This home … Continue reading an important walk i once took
I really hate when things end. I still remember just about everything about where I was when I first saw the initial trailer for Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens. I had been tasked to write about the experience for the Atlanta-based variety show Scene Missing Presents. I remember my heart pounding, my palms … Continue reading in which it’s about a month until the rise of skywalker, and, unsurprisingly, i have a lot of feelings
When I was in grade school, my very sweet and wonderful and supportive teachers used to write things in my yearbook like: "I can't wait to see you onstage at the Oscars someday!" Which is a very kind thing to write in a theatre dork's yearbook. But I also kind of bought it, gang. I've … Continue reading i am probably never going to win an oscar, or why i loved thor in endgame so much
Good news, nerds! runDisney just published the Digital Event Guide for the Star Wars Rival Run Weekend. SOMETHING NEW TO MEMORIZE YAY. The fact that's the most deeply burned into my brain regarding logistics for the Sunday morning half marathon? The fact that runners are encouraged to be bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, and all-aboard official event transportation … Continue reading in which our intrepid heroine rambles on about theatre and running. again.
You can change your mind But you cannot change your heart Your heart knows what you're hiding Your heart knows where you are I was in about one of the darkest places mentally that I've ever been in the night that I saw Spider-Man: Turn Off the Dark on Broadway. First of all: oh, that's … Continue reading i still don’t know what “turn off the dark” means, though
Guys, I know that running is awful, but I super recommend training for a half-marathon. I'm pretty depressed and anxious right now, and my brain is very nearly drowning in worries about money, food, my job, whether or not we're moving to Pittsburgh, whether or not anyone can tell that my pants are falling off … Continue reading oh, snap. am i kind of in love with running?