A few weeks ago, I was standing in line to buy my lunch when an elderly lady suggested, “You could be very pretty if you tried!” Wait, what?? Granted, I decided to wear a sweater that was a bit over-sized, I opted to wear my glasses over my contacts, and my choice to wear very…
This is teacher appreciation week and even though I no longer have to sit in a classroom and adhere to all the class rules, I still think about those days and reflect on all the learning I did. All my teachers taught me some pretty important things and none of them were found in the…
Several years ago the most amazing person caught my eye. I remember the first time I ever saw him, dressed in black and ready to dance. Being a person who struggled with my weight my whole adult life and finally garnering the courage to flaunt my pounds in a public gym, I was immediately drawn…
SHATTERED The image I have tried to create lies shattered on the floor Broken images staring back and taunting me The me I aimed to be laughing at my failure Exposing the self that hid behind the mirror Throwing the broken pieces out the door Recreating the person I think I should be Realizing I…
Many years ago I embarked on an excursion. I didn’t understand it at the time because I was much too young to remember it but that is where it starts for everyone. We are born into a journey. Many of us start out with someone showing us how to navigate the road set before us,…
I met this boy very, very briefly one night. It was a chance encounter because I was accompanying a friend to see a play another friend was in and ended up meeting this boy who, as you will read, became one of my favorite friends. I remember shaking the boy’s hand, saying “Hi, nice to meet…
Today I look like I do any other day from an outsider’s perspective. However, today I have put myself in time out. I am not allowed to have any important conversations about feelings. I am not allowed to think destructive or self-deprecating thoughts. I am not allowed to sit and sulk. Today I will sit…
Sometimes I wonder if he could utter the words that could save his life. I have never seen someone so full of pain and sadness and it kills any words I might utter in return. Depression is a thief stealing perfectly good moments and locking them in the dark. There must have been dreams and…
My brain has a bad habit of withholding information from my heart. It has developed a severe superiority complex and doesn’t like to ask for help. My heart and mind are supposed to be a team, work together, solve problems, to create a more stable me. I have known they haven’t been getting along for…
Woke up looking for myself AGAIN. I could feel reality playing hide-n-seek in my mind AGAIN. Desperately trying to find any evidence I had been there, a trail, breadcrumbs, anything AGAIN. A clue that might help me find my confidence before the insecurities, in this absence of reality, come out and play and run rampant AGAIN. I jump in the shower because…
