By the way, I didn’t forget yesterday was the day your dad left. When the pain on this earth became unbearable — It might have been two lives that day. But it wasn’t. And I’m […]

By the way, I didn’t forget yesterday was the day your dad left. When the pain on this earth became unbearable — It might have been two lives that day. But it wasn’t. And I’m […]
Happy Valentine’s Day
Coppola has watched me inhale carbs by the bucket every night for the past week. This is mainly bc I forget to eat during the day and bc I inadvertently avoided carbs for so long. […]
Hi 2021. How are you? Scattered, you say? Aw, well… I think most people feel that way these days. I, for one, can relate. My thoughts and my actions and my beliefs are spread out […]
I’m gonna be 35 in a few days. that’s about it. xo, vanz
I’m starting to write less sloppily here: https://vanessagomezpereyra.medium.com/ OK, so I never did AA really. There was nothing there for me. Just a bunch of old white dudes talking about how bad they wanted to […]
Spiritual growth is painful, guys. But I think I’m finally coming through the other side. At least for now. There’s more to come. With God, there is always more.
The tattoo on my wrist says CREATE. I got it when I was nine months sober. The little flesh and ink promise that the rest of my life would be spent making good on this […]
I packed all of my belongings for the weekend in a pink duffle bag. I always had wanted to be one of those sophisticated women with overnight bags to show that she was planning on […]
NOTE: If you haven’t noticed, I’m posting a lot of old words from prior to 2020. When I got sober, I got in the practice of writing everyday. This doesn’t include my handwritten stuff of […]
I don’t know where to begin so I’ll begin here. I called out of work because I feel like a miserable human being. I’m fat. I’m depressed. I’m ugly. I go to work and sit […]
I’m not afraid. I’m going to sit here and type out my fearlessness to show you how unafraid I am. I’m not afraid of my mother finding out. I’m not afraid to attach my name […]
Today, I remembered. I had been asleep, dreaming that I was awake. But I was only resting until my consciousness stirred. My eyes opened. I took in a deep breath and the view of my […]
“The opposite of faith is not doubt, but certainty.” – Anne Lamott I won’t claim to be an enlightened individual. Mainly because if you’re reading this, you likely know me and could call me out […]
I saw a dead owl today. It was stiff and on its back. Two legs stuck out of it, the feathered blob. It was on a path behind me as I walked my dogs. The […]
There is no excuse for driving drunk. Let me be clear. For true change to happen, for people to stop being reckless with their own lives at the expense of others, the way we talk […]
If you’ve ever scrolled through social media during the holidays, or like, a worldwide pandemic, you may come across well-meaning friends posting the number for NAMI or Suicide Hotlines.“If just two of my friends will […]
Just realized I hardly ever shared my videos to my blog, which is kinda weird. As I’m revamping the direction of that channel, figured I’d post some of the classics. While I can’t stand watching […]
It’s two o clock on a Friday afternoon and my nose is red. It would be red on a Monday morning, too. Or a Wednesday night. But it’s bothering me more now because I wear […]
As a child, I think my parents did what parents do and tried to protect me from everything that could harm me. God bless them for trying. Sometimes this preoccupation was so grand, that seeing […]
I just got done telling God I feel like I’m in line, waiting at the DMV trying to get my license reinstated. Not sure how long I’ll be waiting, not sure if I’ll pass the […]
It starts in the summer. Just as the weather warms up, the sundresses come out of the closet, a new package of hair ties is purchased to hold my ponytail high and only God knows […]
Not really sure the last time I checked out birds. Not in a poetic and meditative state, but just like — birds. Maybe one got caught in my air conditioner (or so I imagine because […]
There is a piece I am supposed to be writing about relationships that is due in three days. Just like my relationships, there have been many starts and stops and questions begging to be answered… […]
If she weren’t writing in blood, she’d bring him her jokes, a new liver, and a shovel for the mud. If he were not knee-deep in mud he’d bring her his drugs, he’d get her a typewriter. […]