FEMALE HYSTERIA
I'm Rebecca and I write horror fiction inspired by horrors from my perfectly content and totally unintentionally curated trad mom life. Live begrudgingly, laugh ironically, and love conditionally with me as I do my best to avoid a hysteria diagnosis.
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- Sep 25, 2026
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- Jul 16, 2026
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What is the Point? (opens the original)
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This past Saturday I went over to the ICBC to get my license picture taken. I got all ready and did my hair and makeup, partially knowing that I didn’t really need to do it. I wasn’t sure why, though. I was worried about the way my face sans makeup would look like in the harsh light. I know what undereye bags are kind of chic now. I’ve been sporting them irl for a while and it’s been nice to not have to stare into the mirror and wonder how they’ll be perceived. This is just my face, I’d think, a
I’m Never Going to Publish My Novel (opens the original)
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The last two weeks of summer are rough for me and this year was no different. I struggled to write a post and never found the time or the mental energy to commit to the task. I came out of it okay. No sobbing mental breakdowns. I see that as progress. I couldn’t put away the laundry and my bathroom is now very overdue for a clean, and every time I take a mental health bath, I can feel the grime and soap scum in the tub, which is kinda gross but also kind of a testament to the fact that I’ve been
Existential Summer (opens the original)
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I’ve been clenching my jaw in my sleep again. When I mention it to my husband he always asks me why and I don’t have an answer. I don’t know what or why I do things in my sleep. My dental hygienist told me it was a side effect of my SSRI, but I’m not grinding my teeth all the time.It’s the writing, I think. The pressure to publish a book is still programming my psyche somewhere in there. I can tell myself that I’ve let it go but somehow I’m not buying that I’ve <a href="https://youtu.be/Z_9nSCqY
This Fucking Bullshit (opens the original)
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God, I hate writing right now. Every time I sit down to do this, I get all tense and stressed and I want to eat a fucking snack. I’ve just finished my morning coffee, which has me amped to do something, to write something. I just finished my morning journaling session, so I feel motivated to purge some more thoughts to the public.Holy fuck, though. FEMALE HYSTERIA is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.
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