Beach in my blood


I should have known that stormy day at Sorrento back beach, as I stood, exhilarated, on a rocky outcropping facing into the howling wind and watching the storm clouds gather, that the beach was in my blood. I don’t know how or why, but as I get older I feel more and more strongly the […]

When the dusk pours in….


I love how the dusk pours in through my huge office window. The sky darkens slowly, the sun lights up the clouds yellow, orange, then red. Now the clouds are dark, floating leisurely across the pale blue and yellow sky. Unwittingly, I have been cutting myself off from nature – the one big thing we […]

On being a bitch

Snarly Bitch

The last post was a cleansing of sorts. Showing you my naughty bits and seeing if you stuck around. Some of you triumphantly commented that you are NOT the things I was admitting to and Yay to you! You get a gold sticker! <– See? A bitch! (Or quite possible Asperger’s – blurting things out […]

I am Dorothy. Who are you?

Another selfie!

I am Dorothy. I am a woman. I am a mother. I have Asperger’s Syndrome. I live with depression and anxiety. I like to say “fuck” a lot, but don’t. I don’t suffer fools. At all. I don’t understand people. I am constantly putting on an act of how I think I should be behaving. […]

Under the surface

Under the surface

I think about it all the time. It’s like a comfortable blanket that I snuggle under when things feel very tough. Its sweet comfort allows me to acknowledge that things are tough, that I’m not doing so well, that I need to take care. It’s always just under the surface. A coping mechanism that nobody […]