A lot of the time I feel like I am stuck in this incestuous little lesbian community.I've heard of other lesbian communities feeling this way, but the extent this one reaches is unreal. I truly feel like everyone knows everyone, everyone knows each other's business, and everyone is telling someone something about someone else that may or may not (usually the case) be entirely true.We've got small town syndrome over here, and it drives me nuts!

A blog about surviving childhood abuse (beatings, rape, molestation)...Bring awareness to this problem

            As Christians, we spend so much of our time worshiping perfection that it is had for us to tell others about our imperfections. We spend so much time projecting to unbelievers stereotypes that we forget we are human.

I didn't want to write about the Holocaust again. It hurts too much. Surely with so many other things happening in the world, I could just let mention of the 71st anniversary of Kristallnacht pass by unspoken, couldn't I? Just once? Then I read this, reported in the Sacramento Bee about events this week:

Some days you have to just call it what it is... a slip up day. No one said eating Gluten free was easy and on the average day I would say I eat 90-95% Gluten Free. But today there was Gluten in every meal I eat. But as the night ends I am reminding myself that tomorrow is another chance to make different decisions. So to the gym I go and will make better choices.