
Hello! My name is Dana Landrum-Arnold. I have been a victim, survivor, and warrior of many forms of abuse. I began writing as a therapeutic necessity. And I also learned how to survive through the use of humor. I’m a lesbian mom of two boys and three cats. And I’m simply trying to get through this puzzling life one piece at a time.
My Latest Posts
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- Self‑Harm Awareness Myths: When the Truth Shows Up With Receipts and No Patience Left
Light the candles and move the breakables, because we’re busting self-harm myths and the unsolicited conservative Christian commentary that keeps confusing compassion with condemnation. While some folks wrap ignorance in scripture and call it ministry, the cats have already called a hallway revival and voted for kindness instead. Self-harm isn’t attention-seeking, weakness, or a lack of faith. It’s a complex, deeply human coping behavior rooted in pain, not sin. Silence doesn’t save lives. Shame doesn’t heal wounds. And “just pray about it” has never replaced actual support. If honesty makes me the rainbow-colored black sheep at the potluck, so be it. I’d rather tell the truth out loud than let stigma preach unchallenged. - My Cat Tried to Call the Therapy Coach and Now We’re in a Full‑Blown Feline Intervention
When Piper announced she “might have DID” and started paw-dialing my therapy coach like she had insurance and a co-pay, Tinkerbell and Coco called an emergency feline intervention faster than a Mississippi church committee spotting scandal. I live with actual, trauma-born Dissociative Identity Disorder, sacred, complex, hard-earned healing work. Piper simply forgot why she walked into the room and decided it was a clinical event. According to her, being sweet, spicy, and occasionally feral counts as “multiple personalities.” According to Coco, it counts as “Too Much Drama Disorder.” Between Tinkerbell chairing the meeting. Coco delivering side-eye verdicts. And Piper insisting she’s buffering instead of daydreaming. I realized something. My internal system may be layered and therapeutic. But the cats handle drama like they’re auditioning for Real Housewives of the Litter Box. Somebody had to take the phone away from Piper before she schedules herself an evaluation.
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