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Crooked, sky-bound lines

With full confidence I can say in 2016 I’ve gravitated towards my life goals, mostly by realizing their depths and realigning my focus. But I did not grow, not really. The pre/post-NYE-hangover facebook posts about personal growth in the past 12 months are flash flooding my timeline, and I too want to join in celebrating…

10 Years Ago

10 years ago, I wanted to be a performer. I just didn’t know it yet. My parents put me through ballet classes, little league, soccer league, cheerleading, volleyball, mandatory babysitting, choir; What stuck was the arts. I loved what it could do for a homeschooled girl with a stutter. I had learned to keep my wants…

it rained

Rain cleanses. Rain heals. I close my eyes and feel free of family obligation, of money as a motivator, of aggressive American individualism. When stripped of these feelings, rain reminds me of the blood on my hands. A visceral image of my deafening silence. My mistakes come back to envelope me in water; I dream of drowning. Can rain rinse the…

Twenty Two Years

Happy 22nd birthday to me! I feel closer to the void now more than ever. I have a lot going on in this noggin of mine, so indulge me (consider it a birthday present) as I let some of that spill onto this page. 22 bits of advice from 22 years of life, as if I…

Your Daily, Morning Pep Talk

Why don’t we see more women pumping themselves up? It’s great when a best friend, sibling, etc. put the time and effort into reminding you how capable you are, but we should be telling ourselves these things too. Repeat this as needed to give yourself a boost of confidence: I am a shining star. I…