I’m no longer scared of being who I am or liking who I like. I shout it from the rooftops every chance that I get.
Before I was disabled, I would say I had a very social life. I was seen as someone […]
2018 was a great year for personal growth, the highlight being finally prioritizing my mental health and starting […]
I never learned how to process trauma as a kid. When something bad happened I got sad, maybe […]
When I hit the pavement, I feel like I’m flying. It’s the one time of the day that I feel the most like myself.
If these walls could talk what would they say?
I’ve never been a very confident person. Not as a child or a teenager. And now as a […]
For me, it’s kind of like exercise. Yes, it will hurt. Possibly a little, but probably a lot. There are going to be times when I want to quit, when it doesn’t feel like it’s worth it. But at the end of the day, I’ll come out not only stronger but happier too.
“I wouldn’t define myself as an alcoholic, despite the doctors scare tactics. But I believe that because my problem doesn’t fit into the definition of alcoholic, it’s almost as though I’ve given myself permission to stay immersed in this problem I have.”
“I guess I come back to you in my mind when I do feel “crazy.” Crazy for being nostalgic over a bad friend, for me being a bad friend, and for our messed up friendship.”