People remember what they want to remember. Perception is reality, we choose our own truth. The memories we feed our soul either help us grow, or poison the mind. Only we don’t always know which are right to ponder. Only in hindsight do we come to understand. Bad memories teach us, the good ones comfort.… Continue reading Perception Is Reality, Evolve.
I originally wrote this February 13th of this year. Since I was about 12 I've used writing as a way to get my emotions and feelings out, and reflect on them; a type of personal therapy I suppose. I really like this piece, because it represents my search for self acceptance and love of who… Continue reading I Am Endless
No one tells you that the instant you become a mother you begin a relentless juggling act. You juggle love, sanity, and your very soul simultaneously. And of course the whole damn parenthood thing in general is one giant contradiction. A damned if you do, damned if you don't way of life. The most beautiful… Continue reading The Beautiful Disaster Known As Motherhood
The first time I fell in love, I fell deep and I fell hard. Which was most likely the reason the first time he got mad at me over something very trivial -and screamed at me asking if I was “eating retard sandwiches”- I brushed it off. I thought maybe it was stupid of me.… Continue reading Once I Was Broken, Then I Found My Voice
The day I discovered I didn't need to wear makeup to feel pretty was a turning point in my life. I suppose for some it may feel like no big deal at all. For me, I can only describe it as completely freeing. And ironically, left me feeling prettier. It all started with me having… Continue reading The Lie Makeup Helped Tell Me
When I was young and still in school finding and making friends was a cake walk. I mean, peers were practically handed right to you. You could have your pick out of several different people. Didn't like that one? There's a line of others to choose from. For lack of a better word, school was… Continue reading The Friend Factory Is Closed For Business
For me, motherhood started like an impromptu road trip across country. It wasn't planned, and was scary and exciting all at once. I had no clue what I was in for. And although no one really does, most go into it with the vision of a perfect child. A road trip with perfect… Continue reading The Silver Lining In Losing The Son I Never Had