As seen on TresSugar!
Before there were blogs, there were zines.
In 1998, I went through a bad break-up. So I wrote, and copied, and stapled and distributed. It was both therapy and way to find my place again in the outside world.
I haven’t looked at the zines in years. And some of it is embarrassing now. Really embarrassing. But, I will be true to my 27-year-old self and let them go, with minor blackouts to protect the identities of those who may not have minded appearing in 50 Xerox copies but would be offended by an appearance on the world wide internets.