A Dad’s Impact
Growing up, I was always my daddy’s little girl. I think that’s probably why I’m so sensitive to anything he’s ever said or done that’s hurt me. These past few years, our relationship has been distant, despite me seeing him pretty regularly. I have a discomfort being with him these days because I find that…
Grieving the Living
As another year sneaks closer to an end, I feel like it’s time for me to write a new blog post. The hardest part of updating this blog is always starting to write it, so I’m just going to start. I’m going to leave it rough and unpolished. I’m going to publish it unedited and…
There was a time when I could write entire worlds without an ounce of strain. I could convey my feelings in prose or weave words into scenes that would unfold in the reader’s mind like the soft petals of a rose in bloom. I took it all for granted. It was my gift and I…
Stop Being Dicks
Whenever a well-known entity commits suicide, we’re subjected to at least a month or two of everyone spreading messages about suicide prevention. The main take-away is usually something along the lines of ‘reach out to your loved ones’ and ‘seek help if you need it’. The people who spread these messages and advice are well-intentioned,…
Two of Me
There are two of me. There is a girl that is full of hope and aspirations, who is motivated and goal-oriented. She is bright and quick to laugh, to sing, to be present in the little moments that make life worthwhile. She has a hunger to succeed and a heart full of empathy and compassion…
I have had to wear prescription eye glasses since I was eight years old. Due to having a very serious eye phobia, I have never been able to wear contact lenses. I’m unable to stand even the idea of someone having an eye touched in any way (even when it’s someone else’s eye!). Imagine that…
The Motivation Myth
Have you ever excused yourself from working toward your goals because you were lacking motivation? Have you ever lamented that you couldn’t find the motivation to do something? Be it your homework, housework, or actual work – people are constantly complaining that they don’t have any motivation to be productive. We tend to allow ourselves…
What is safety?
Regrets For Fuel
The truth about regret.