Dicks, turtles and anti-vaxxers — and letting it go Hey all y’all beautiful people. Today I find myself feeling some kind of way.
The past few weeks, I have had a few instances at the shows that I need to deal with — mostly for my own personal mental health.
And y’all know that me writing has somehow become my therapy. I have found that just writing stuff down and putting my thoughts in order helps me.
Plus, some of the feedback I get from some of you has been really helpful. Okay, so back to these “instances” at work … A few weeks ago, at the Monday night Freakshow at JR.’s, I had a person come to the show and sit next to the stage with his silver haired “friend” who paid for everything.