KOOL-AID: the fall

Normal Tuesday. Arrival of cleaners in their shiny white van. Me, online reading retched, retched stories of former church and wishing I could turn back time to not attend that party where we met that abominable human being who got us both into this mess. Yes. Both. Even though I have seen the light, I … Continue reading KOOL-AID: the fall

KOOL-AID: meeting my landlord (part 2)

Yes, yes, I know. Has been a long time since last Kool-Aid post. Not to worry, have rectified this by scheduling the next few posts, so Kool-Aid will now be back on board! To catch up on what's been happening with Almost Drank the Kool-Aid, click the menu link above. You can also read the … Continue reading KOOL-AID: meeting my landlord (part 2)

KOOL-AID: meeting my landlord

Another instalment of Kool-Aid! If you missed the last one, click here to catch up! Blistering cold again this morning. Wrapped self in duvet for walk into woods. Enjoy sitting on the small arched bridge which spans the stream before it opens out into a pond. Is lovely peaceful place to be and do frequent … Continue reading KOOL-AID: meeting my landlord

KOOL-AID: my days…

The next instalment of Kool-aid. To check out the rest of the story, click on the 'Koolaid' menu above.   Right. I admit it. I miss having a purpose. Am quite annoyed at self for admitting this. Because purpose turned out to be a lie. No, we were not saving the world. No, have not … Continue reading KOOL-AID: my days…

KOOL-AID: lack of communication

And now, the next instalment of Kool-Aid! To see the story from the beginning, hit the 'Koolaid' menu above. Verbal communication has never been my strong point. Reminded of this fact constantly the last ten years. Never good for your confidence. But they do like to point out your faults. So you have something to … Continue reading KOOL-AID: lack of communication

KOOL-AID: they’re looking for me

To say I’m scared is a massive understatement. See, when you’re in the cult, they know everything about you. Your family, your friends. Gruff had a visit from the cult. Suited bastards, he called them. Apparently, they are concerned for my safety. Worried about my mental well-being. Why else would I have left the church … Continue reading KOOL-AID: they’re looking for me

KOOL-AID: seriously. do you not get the Kool-aid reference?

Really did think the whole “drinking the Kool-Aid” idiom was one everyone would get. Maybe you’re all too young. Maybe there aren’t enough Americans reading this. (For the record, I am not American. Not that there’s anything wrong with that). Right. So. A brief history lesson on cult-leader nutters for you. Okay. So there was … Continue reading KOOL-AID: seriously. do you not get the Kool-aid reference?

KOOL-AID: well done, dickhead

Welcome to the first post of Koolaid! I am excited to hear your views so please feel free to comment below. Don't miss out on any Koolaid posts: Head to the footer below to subscribe! Well done, dickhead. Australian proverb. Was my dad’s favourite saying. Might still be. He used it mostly when driving. Like … Continue reading KOOL-AID: well done, dickhead