Fight On, Fighter
Wednesday morning I had a therapy appointment. I left feeling good, despite having to recall another one of my childhood traumas. I left with tears in my eyes, but was able to ground myself quickly with music and my journal…
I Won’t Go Speechless
I have always loved music. I love the rhythmic comfort it provides. I love the way it can calm, soothe, pump me up or explain my feelings when I’m at a lack for words. I love the way artists can…
The Power of Vulnerability
One thing I’ve really struggled with is being vulnerable with people. After enduring years of trauma and abuse, I don’t trust people easily. In my experience, whenever I’ve opened up to someone, they have used it against me; whether that…
Don’t Fake Good.
It’s been over a week since my last post. Since then, I’ve been trying so hard to come up with something encouraging to share, because that’s what people like to read. As soon as I become real about how I’m…
One Bleeder at a Time
I don’t know how many times I’ve sat down with my phone or computer and tried to articulate how I’m feeling in the past three days. I have so many thoughts stirring within me that I’m having trouble sorting them…
Finding Strength within the Confusion
I have always loved words. I’ve loved putting them together to compose something meaningful and watching how others use them to be inspiring. I’ve always had a quiet spirit, where I’d rather sit and write about what’s happening and how…
