My life is fairly boring, as far as I'm concerned, and I mostly like it this way. I've been working on a perzine for 3+ years that will probably never come out because I don't have a lot to say about my life. Having weird standards about representation and production stylizations do not lend themselves to ever feeling satisfied about the work I do.
At the end of the film "Chasing Amy," the male protagonist, Holden, says, "[He] finally [has] something personal to say." Even though this context of this situation is entirely different than that movie, that statement echoes true for me right now.
I'm writing a zine about shitting my pants and all of the issues I have had with my stomach in the past few years. This subject is personal (for obvious reasons) and sharing my "most embarrassing moments" confessional-girl-zine-style is therapeutic the way that therapy is not. Also, I can work through my own emotional bullshit on my own; I am graced with a relatively uncomplicated life that is not hard to figure out.
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I have similar stomach issues. I want to read this!g
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