10 Things I Wouldn’t Have Done if I Stayed Afraid of CRITICISM!

10. Built a BOMB ASS following online! That has led to connections with: Magical Feminists Kick Ass Academics Gorgeous friendships Glorious politicians 9. Pursued and obtained a PhD! I had mediocre grades, nearly failed statistics, and was told that my work was irrelevant. 8. Gone to a therapist! I was going through post-divorce insanity back…

Eff Sh*t Up Friday – Gratitude for the Activists

I am grateful for activists. I receive lots of really incredible emails on a pretty regular basis. This week I received some remarkable messages that I think are pretty great. One was from a student of mine who read the chapter about “substance use” in our textbook and took exception with the language used. He…

Monday Mayhem – Invitation to Risk

I have a tattoo on my back that says “forward out of darkness, forward into light”. I got it after Utah state legislator LaVar Christensen killed the first bill I ever wrote in 2004. It is part of the motto the suffragettes sewed on their banners when they marched for the 19th Amendment. My tattoo…

Monday Mayhem – Roy Moore

“As our world reacts to injustice in forms of control, I as a follower of Jesus will react in forms of uncontrollable love.” Yes y’all heard that right, I just threw you a quote about Jesus. I know I know – y’all just spit out your beverages and fell out of your chair. Follow me…

Little Miss Eff Sh*t Up

Last week I posted a blog about the sexual harassment that has occurred at the USC School of Social Work. One of my former professors has been found guilty of sexual harassment involving several colleagues that I respect and admire. His colleagues have spoken out. The MSW students have spoken out. And the PhD students…

The Last Class

Today is the last class that I am teaching at the California State University, San Bernadino School of Social Work. I dedicate this blog to my 28 amazing students who have been personally and professionally affected by the outcome of the 2016 election. They are fierce and they are woke and they are engaging in…

Lost in Translation (Stepmother)

I remember the moment I found out he had children. It was night, I had been drinking and fucking around on Facebook. I thought I had found his Facebook page. His profile picture was of kelp so I wasn’t sure if it was him or not. It said he was married. I clicked on her…

Jonesing for Justice

Recently I was asked to write up a draft of a speech about poverty and inequality. I don’t know what its final incarnation will look like but I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Inequality as a state of disparity has long been the focus of social work practice….

The Truth

All week I have had this scenario running rampant through my brain: You Can’t Handle the Truth I was angry and allowing one woman to have complete control over my emotions for days and days.  Swirling in the knowledge that I know the truth, I am tired of the lying, and if this battle would…