Here lie all my ramblings: from my mind to my soul, and all between. You will find a heart that was lost, a heart that was dead, a heart reborn, and the cycle they go through as I traverse this plane of existence.
I am weird, and proudly so.
Let’s be friends.
Unmoored, Unprepared, Unmedicated
I was not taught how to handle sadness. No one held my hand as my tears fell and told me “It’s alright, let it out, let it breathe until you can.” I was told to be quiet, to be grateful, that I asked for it – the spanking, the hitting, the scratching, the pinching, the…
Water
They say water cleanses – the rain, the sea, the river, the tears. But water is also heavy with the weight of whatever it needs to slough away. Most days a soak is all one needs, a shower, a run in the rain or the waves around your ankles. Some days, though, it is the…
Fingers To Keyboard
I don’t write anymore – not like I used to. I used to write until I was set aflame, or I was already on fire when I put pen to paper, fingers to keyboard, tears falling from reddened eyes. I don’t write anymore – not destructively. I used to cleave myself open, re-open scars, have…
Growing
I’ve recently started asking myself what my life purpose is. You see, I thought I had it figured out – leave a lasting legacy in helping people, in making the world better for the future. (Very Aquarius of me, I know.) But recently, it did not fit so snugly anymore. It felt like a jacket…
11,680 Days
This year has been… Novel, so far. Did you know that when you celebrate your birthday, you’re celebrating the year BEFORE it? So on the culmination of my 32nd birthday, I woke up, looked at myself in the mirror and, for the first time in the history of my recollection of birth days, told myself…
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