More than rage…
As I sit here to type this, I wonder to myself of all the things I have done in my life why has it led me to this? Why have all my choices and finite decisions led me to feeling … Continue reading More than rage…
As I sit here to type this, I wonder to myself of all the things I have done in my life why has it led me to this? Why have all my choices and finite decisions led me to feeling … Continue reading More than rage…
I know, I know, I really let the time go. I can’t believe the year got away from me the way it did. So many things have happened since March. I feel like a whole lifetime has passed since then. … Continue reading Where’d all the time go…
I’ve never been on a path like this before. I am finally recognizing the patterns and actually working to change them. I am stepping into the era of healing that I have been so desperately crawling towards for what feels … Continue reading Intentional
Do I deserve to keep thinking that I’m the problem? Or potentially could it be possible that I am truly being protected from the wrong energies? I have been blaming myself and thinking that I am the thing that is … Continue reading Is it growth? Or is it just the cycle?
It is so interesting, isn’t it? How we think that some people may be in our lives for much longer than expected. How sometimes they are violently ripped away from us, or sometimes, they quietly slip out of our lives, … Continue reading On a Wednesday, in a cafe…
It feels strange and almost unfair? To feel the way that I do and to be experiencing what I am in the sense that I don’t know what I did to deserve what I am receiving currently, and I am … Continue reading Is this real?
I am enoughI am healthyI am safe and protectedI love my life The mantra I write almost every day to myself in my 5 minute journal. The things that I have hammered into my head to try and make truth. … Continue reading Is it enough?…
Sometimes I wonder if I am lost in delusion on a regular basis. If what I am trying to get to is a possibility or something unattainable that I am just desperately reaching for. Like running in a dream with … Continue reading Safety net?
I am so lost in the ghost of you. The past and old memories. They bubble up like boiling water…or like tiny sparkles in a champagne glass…sometimes they make me smile, sometimes I cry for hours. Sometimes I hate you. … Continue reading Ghost