Bonnie Joy Sludikoff
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Falling Through
Funny enough, it was my LiveJournal that woke me up and helped me see my life for what it was. Remember those? Photos are one thing, but re-experiencing 21-24 year old me spilling her guts for everyone to read was enlightening. After I stopped cringing, my little trip down the rabbit hole offered a lot of insight on my past that I might otherwise have missed.
By Bonnie Joy Sludikoff3 years ago in Fiction
Heirlooms
I didn't know what the animal on the vase was until we broke it. I didn't think Mom did either, but apparently it was some sort of family heirloom. She didn't deal too well with my retort that it would have been nice to know which items in our household are of major value.
By Bonnie Joy Sludikoff3 years ago in Fiction
How To Pay For Your First 7 Months of Vocal+ For FREE Without Winning Anything!
According to some chatter on the handful of facebook groups for Vocal creators, there have been occasional discrepancies, but at the end of the day, Vocal has done a solid job of offering an enticing bonus structure!
By Bonnie Joy Sludikoff3 years ago in Lifehack
No, You Don't Need To Experience Something To Not Be A Jerk About It
We're changing. We're evolving. The other night I was watching a 1990s kid's movie with my nanny kids and they were shocked at some of the content. It was clear, even to a 7 and 9 year old, that the content we share and the way we behave has changed.
By Bonnie Joy Sludikoff3 years ago in Humans
Do Not Open Until
"It's an antique," Grover said adamantly. "No," Eleanor piped in. "It's definitely money. Lots of it!" They never agreed on anything. Except that Aunt Janine's wishes were worth honoring. I don't know if it was because of all the ghost stories we loved to tell under the covers with a flashlight to our chins, or if it was because Aunt Janine was a stout and formidable woman with sharp red fingernails that could pierce your soul, but that box remained untouched. I was too little to remember hearing my dad share explanation at the time, but my older siblings loved to take me into my parent's closet and tell me the story.
By Bonnie Joy Sludikoff3 years ago in Fiction
No, Ladies-- You Are Not Responsible For Spelling Out Basic Boundaries In Order To Prevent Being Assaulted
I'm going on my first date (since before the pandemic) this weekend, and I'm having a lot of feelings about it. And not the feelings that I want to have.
By Bonnie Joy Sludikoff3 years ago in Viva
Tiny Little Male-Friend Moments
Watching Bill Cosby be convicted was, for many of us, one of the few shining moments of hope in a very sad chain of disappointments in the fight against sexual violence. In light of the news of him being set free, I’m sure I’m not the only one feeling triggered.
By Bonnie Joy Sludikoff3 years ago in Confessions
Blacklisted
There were angry cries of cancel culture at first, but when the amendments were made to the law, it was like we woke up all at once. When people stopped blaming women and started accepting sexual violence as a crime instead of a scandal, it finally stopped happening. For once, we were all on the same page.
By Bonnie Joy Sludikoff3 years ago in Fiction