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When I was a little girl, the only certainty I felt about my future was uncertainty. I had daydreams and fantasies about how my life would play out, but they changed constantly. Deep in my soul, even as a child, I knew my existence would never be a normal one, so naturally that’s what I …
I’m having a bad day. It’s probably the worst day I’ve had in a long time. Physically. Mentally. Emotionally. My bones ache. My heart aches. My soul aches. It’s the type of day that has me wanting to disappear completely. Slinking off to live a life of solitude on a scenic mountainside. Or drowning myself …
You would have been 58 today. Sometimes I wonder what life would look like if heroin hadn’t held you so firmly in it’s grip. The dreams that never came to fruition. The bad jokes and ridiculous impressions you had left to share. The support and guidance you would offer. You were never afraid to tell …
In an unprecedented year, gratitude has become more significant than ever. I have found myself appreciative of the most minute things, things I had taken for granted in the past. Big smiles. Warm hugs. Connection. I’ve developed a deeper compassion for the lives around me. There was no way to prepare for the effects the …
All these years later, the days following your suicide mostly remain a blur. My heart ached more deeply than I ever thought possible. I curled up on the bathroom floor and scribbled poems on tear-soaked paper until I exhausted myself to sleep. I buried my pain. I drank myself numb for a long time to …
Dear Friends, if you wouldn’t want it done to you, don’t do it to others. It really is that simple. This election isn’t about which candidate supports your interests. It’s about humanity. It’s about tolerance. It’s about standing up against injustice. It’s about protecting our fundamental rights as a human collective. I know compassion can …
Life has broken me in more ways than I would ever choose to remember. Sometimes it ignited growth. Sometimes it caused irreparable damage. Regardless of the outcome, it was all transformative. I am a product of my experiences…a collection of the good, the bad, and the chaos in-between. My full story still untold, a soul …
Sixteen years. Of love. Laughter. Tears. Hugs. Frustration. Friendships. Rivalries. Blood. Sweat. Determination. Disappointment. Perseverance. Adaptability. Broken promises. Healed hearts. Paper cuts. Tape issues. Spiderwraps. Late nights. Early mornings. Call boxes. Miracle work. Learning opportunities. Personal growth. Uphill battles. Loyalty. Sixteen years. Of red. Of constants. Of soulmates. Of LOVE. #FBF #SweetSixteen #HappyAnniversary #BullseyeFamily #BullseyeLife …
A few takeaways from when your best friend of nearly 25 years comes for a visit: Nothing that we thought was important at 16 was actually important. Teenaged boys are dumb. Teenaged girls are the worst. The same damage that haunts your self perception and decision-making as a kid follows you into adulthood if you …
My survival instincts forced me to grow up fast. By 8 I was raising my brother and sister. They became my focus and my purpose. Keeping them safe, keeping them at the forefront, because my parents had began their descent into heroin addiction and I was too afraid of losing them to reach out for …