I didn’t want to make this blog my Alopecia blog, so I have been waiting to post about it. When I was waiting for the situation to accumulate, I never imagined it would be like this. I never thought it would be this severe and take over my life.
Good riddance, 2022.
This post is brief and mostly pictures because much of it is personal and tender bruises to poke. I also just don’t want to talk about it. This year could largely be summarized by dance and medical adventures. With a lot of life sprinkled in between.
Another NaNoWriMo. What did I do this year?
A very belated review of this year’s Telluride Horror Show.
Father Death, part 22: THE CONCLUSION! What happened two years later…?
Christina Bergling 