Missing you, Still. Last year's post.... I'm a little disjointed tonight. I'm okay but there is still that ache that comes with loss of a loved one. Five years. Five years of grief. Some days I miss you so much it hurts. Some days I miss you so much and I laugh at all of… Continue reading 5 years without you
This post isn't really for me, as much as it is for you. Please read at your own will and take as much as you want. Sometimes seeing our feelings validated in written form is more healing than we can comprehend. So, here's to you, dear reader: People post online, "Adulting is hard." I'll let… Continue reading You are stronger than you think.
Trigger warning: disordered eating, depression, drinking Today's blog is pretty straight forward, so if any of those things are triggers for you, please click out of the blog. Here is a video of Jenna Marbles making a bed for her dog out of soap. What if I told you, dear reader, that we have an intrinsic… Continue reading It’s really fucking simple.
Sorry, I've been out. Or rather, I've been in. Inside the lucid chaos that is my psyche. I have learned that as I near age 30, a baby by all accounts, I still bear witness to some horrific things. Life is hard. And the trials and tribulations never stop. It is an endless cycle of what once… Continue reading Lines in the sand
The year is 1994 and I am a mere six years old. Riding in the back seat of Mom's van with the sliding door, a song comes on the radio. The guitars blare and the drums thrum and this voice... the powerful soulful voice of Dolores O'Riordan envelops my soul. My heart soars, as I… Continue reading Linger
If you have never seen the movie called "The Family Stone," I highly recommend it. It is my all time favorite holiday movie, because of the chaos that is family and the emotional context that is portrayed in nearly every scene. We see Meredith (Sarah Jessica Parker), a high strung career woman initially fail to… Continue reading Smoke and mirrors in the living room
It's been four years and still August 14th is a hard day for me. It isn't like today is any different from any other day, really. One doesn't suddenly start grieving just because a certain day comes up. But it is more tangible somehow. There was just so much that went into our friendship. I… Continue reading Missing you, Still.