On August 8, 2013, I went out like any other twenty-one year-old. The girl in…
In one of our first sessions together, she asked me to describe myself. Between gasps of air and a lot of tears, I meekishly told her I didn’t know who I was outside of the two and a half year relationship that had just ended.
I recently went out with a guy who broke things off after a few weeks…
He said “you’ve changed”. . . like it was a bad thing. He said I…
celebrating a thirtieth birthday and five lessons learned during my twenties
I don’t recognize the person I was a year ago. A type of brokenness washed…
It’s been four months since I’ve posted on here. I’ve written more than fifty drafts…
Today I hopped on a Clubhouse call (not sure if that’s what they’re called…maybe it’s…
I hope I find this post next year and remember the girl who spent more…