Lame is the new cool. Embrace it.
I spent the night before I took this picture in bed sobbing. As my tears dried, I lay there drained. Motionless. Lost. I envisioned myself leaving existence. Clean slits up my wrists. Warm blood cascading down my flesh in a steady flow. Drawing from my body all the pain. All the heartache. All the failure. …
When I came to you 18 years ago, I was broken. I was lost. My voice not yet found. No sense of purpose. No source of pride. Zero confidence. Pushing myself through each day for the sake of my sibling’s survival. I had nothing to hold on to. I was losing hope that my parents …
The Dig Awash in endless turmoil Day after day Running from the same answers For which you pray Wading through darkness Chasing the unknown Seeking to fill the void Hoping that it won’t just grow But down at the bottom The truth sits still Waiting for you to dig deep enough And summon the …
In this lifetime I have shattered more times than I can count. As I grew older I took a lot of pride in my ability to put myself back together. Rebuilding the same broken girl. Hoping each time would be the last. But inevitably, the pattern would always repeat. Time after time. Piece by piece. …
When we were young, every night before bed, my dad would sing us to sleep with the song “Sunrise, Sunset”. He would use our little Glo Worm doll as a prop, illuminating his face when the sun rose, and again when it set. It’s such a vivid memory, I can still wrap my heart in …
Two weeks ago, I turned 40. It was an awful day, capping off one of the worst weeks I’ve had in a long time. Physically, mentally, emotionally, I was depleted. Despite the progress I’ve made in recent years, the tremendous personal growth, I was overwhelmed by what feels like 40 years of failure. I’ve spent …
As I enter the final weeks of my 30s, I’ve spent a lot of time thinking of this girl. When she was in kindergarten, that was her favorite dress. It made her happy. She felt confident in it. She loved the colors. She loved the splattered paint effect. Her teacher selected a Student of the …
I’m not the girl you knew. If I’m being honest, you never really knew her. It isn’t your fault. I didn’t know her either. For most of my life I feared what she had to say. I feared her history. I feared her memories. I wasn’t ready to face her. I wasn’t ready to face …
For love. I’ve given all I have. For so long, I don’t remember a time when I didn’t. As I fall asleep. My waking thoughts. Every moment in between. You. Always you. Never forced. Never a chore. Fueled by the only thing I ever really had to offer. Love. Pure. True. Purposeful. All that I …
When you find yourself wondering why I express my love, appreciation, and gratitude the way that I do, it can be traced back to the loss of the boy in the yellow hat. 16 years ago he took his life. He was one of the humans I adored the most in the world…and I never …