The past month has been a quiet one for me. Somewhat of a sobering one. In the past, I might have said I lost my voice for a month. In the past, I might have apologized for my silence, to myself, to anyone that reads my stuff. In the past, I might have cringed and… Continue reading Rising
Category: journey
Reframing disappointment – 62/100
It wasn't until very recently that I've been operating life from a fear of disappointment. That wasn't very surprising, to be honest. It helped me understand why I didn't go for things, why I held my breath for the other shoe to drop, why I detached myself from desires, wants, hopes. To be honest, it… Continue reading Reframing disappointment – 62/100
Eyes, soul, heart – 51/100
Her eyes, so piercing and inviting, soul, so wild and free heart, so open and willing. The depth both scares and draws, like a moth to flame dancing to possible death There's nothing to do but leap, jump that cliff, challenge gravity, defy the emptiness of failed connections. Thoughts, feelings, decisions feel seemingly recklessness until… Continue reading Eyes, soul, heart – 51/100
Humbled three times – 8/100
One of the most humbling moments of my life was the realization that someone I had believed only wanted to condemn me judge me hurt me actually only wanted to be heard. By me. The second most humbling moment then followed in the form of realizing that I had been struggling all my life with… Continue reading Humbled three times – 8/100
2/100 continued – 3/100
Continued from 2/100. Was there something more perhaps that kept me alive? Something that I knew deep deep deep deep deep down within that wanted to keep living? To keep trying? Maybe. Yes. Looking back, I don't know how I did it. Truly. Every day today is so full and complete and happy. I cannot… Continue reading 2/100 continued – 3/100
The low low – 2/100
My 10-year high school reunion happened last year in November. When I saw the Facebook invite several months earlier, I stopped a second. A flood of emotions and thoughts ran through me. Up until a couple years ago, high school was my least favorite time on Earth. I bookmarked it as some of my lowest… Continue reading The low low – 2/100
Not my family’s keeper
It is my belief that family, those who we grew up with or were raised by, are not here for us to help them. It is my belief that they are here for us to help ourselves. I’ve tried so many times, too many to count, to reconcile with my parents. I’ve tried too many… Continue reading Not my family’s keeper
