Tanya Arons
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I write about my life experiences. I write about complex ptsd, the agonies, the angst and my post traumatic growth. About Beauty, Truth and Honour and little vignettes of comfort from the spirits that love me: living and dead. I also Dance!
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Memories: 27 July 2025
27 July 2025 1:42 am home from Fitzys. Another fabulous night of moshing/dancing and whirling dervishing. The Tanya has made a feast of it this weekend. Two nights in a row is a lot! Getting from my car to the top of my steps in agony was rather hilarious. Just like the good old days when I used to wear stilettos. Omg.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 19 July 2025
19 July 2025 9:32 am Awake in the dreaming seaming spendiferous morning. I had a fabulous time last night! By all the gods. Everyone was joyous and seemed happy to see me. I met three different very lovely men last night. All enchanting and clever and quite sweet. It did my heart good to see that after a long period of grief.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 18 July 2025
18 July 2025 8:36 am I woke up with the words “Miss Tanya” in my head. Pronounced slowly and a tad conciliatoryily. Wtf? I open my blinds and look out my window. Mist. Cold rain silvery but light mist to decorate the pallid lack of imagination squalid grey of my neighbourhood non-artistry pallet. Yuck. What ugliness to wake up to! But the mist makes it worse.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 17 July 2025
17 July 2025 6:41 am I just woke up, feeling a bit rattled. During the night (around 3 or 4 am) I woke up from a dream that Joanna Lumley “Patsy” of Absolutely Fabulous fame had died. She was eating what looked like red caviar out of a tiny white ice cream bowl. It could possibly have been crushed raspberry ice but it looked more like tiny red eggs.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 14 July 2025
14 July 2025 9:34 am just woke up. Lots of dreams. Stressful ones about being on a bus and having my new iPhone stolen on the bus. Then buying cakes in a very industrial looking area, in a cake shop, trying to find gluten free options for Jarrod, who was waiting outside as my car (an electric one! WTF?!) was being recharged. Then coming out with the slices of yummy cakes to find he had gone missing.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
