(Read that in a Mr. Costanza voice please and thank you!)
It's been a long time in the works but I'm happy to announce that the Quiet & Polite store is up and running! Click here for stickers and prints, and stay tuned for new items being added soon.
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Monday, November 4, 2013
Sunday, October 13, 2013
m e o w
After an early-childhood trauma, I spent some time attending both individual and group therapy. The counselors who lead the group sessions stand out in my mind like the hosts of Polkaroo; they were all smiles and friendly encouragement and their sessions seemed more like fun than anything. One day, our group took turns role-playing the members of a family (I realize, in hindsight, to observe how typical our notions of family behaviour were); other children in the group elected to be the 'mom' or the 'dad', 'brother'; etc...wanting no part of that, I asked the leaders if I could be the cat instead.
At the time, I was oblivious, but now, I'm embarrassed.
I wanted to be the family pet. What did those therapists think of me? What does that say about me as a person?
(Despite what I can only imagine must have been uncomfortable reluctance, the leaders let me make my choice and I proceeded to crawl around on the floor and generally avoided participating in their exercise as a normal person).
At the time, I was oblivious, but now, I'm embarrassed.
I wanted to be the family pet. What did those therapists think of me? What does that say about me as a person?
(Despite what I can only imagine must have been uncomfortable reluctance, the leaders let me make my choice and I proceeded to crawl around on the floor and generally avoided participating in their exercise as a normal person).
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
z i n e . d r e a m
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