When I say I am exhausted, I mean: I can not remember what I am doing from one moment to the next. Fiction conflates with reality, and I do not know if the person I know is a character from a book or someone I went to college with. Did I feed the dog? Or [...]
Hundreds if not thousands of people have written about the fight-or-flight response. Google it. You’ll find enough articles to keep you reading all year. However, I have an overwhelming desire to write about it again. Why? Because in my experience it is one of the main reasons people experience anxiety, distress, overwhelm, lose sleep, snap [...]
As I sit down to write this letter to you I can’t help but cry and think about how much I miss you. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen you and I want to say, I’m sorry. I’m sorry that it was so hard for me to be able to come home to be with [...]
I know you. I know who you are. I may not know your name. But I KNOW you. I AM you. I’d like to tell you a few things. First, let me say that I know at no point in your life that you choose to be the way you are. I know you didn’t [...]
We continue to find increasingly new ways to stay busy from making our own bread (and muffins, and pizza dough, and basically anything we can think of from the extra sourdough starter to avoid food waste) to taking several extra minutes just to whip up our coffee so we can share a fun video and [...]
So, you finished rehab. You’re sober now. Living in a halfway house. Waking up early to catch the bus to a job that barely pays the bills. You’re splitting a fridge with three other addicts, Listening to them fight over food or relapse excuses, Trying to stay focused on your own lane — your own [...]
These powerful lyrics remind us how much good is inside each of us and that sometimes we are too blinded by our imperfections to see the other side of the coin, to see all of that good. https://youtu.be/53GIADHxVzM?si=X4OAjmbcVK8ICr2t Press play while you read. Sara Bareilles' song "She Used to be Mine" is about a young [...]
Because the rollercoaster is what makes you human. Yesterday it rained. It’s times like these where the hopeless romantic in me is love-drunk with the scene around her: a creative-type, sitting in bed writing; occasionally peering through a raindrop-covered window, listening to the gentle pitter-patter, mixed with the occasional slushing of a car passing by, [...]
I miss you. I know that's what everyone says at a time like this, but I don't know what else to say. When I say, "I miss you," I mean I miss everything about you. I miss your hearty laugh, especially when we would laugh for 10 minutes straight about something that only you and [...]
He Dated Me to See If He Could Be Loved Without Deserving It He never looked at me like someone he loved. He looked at me like someone who might be dumb enough to love him anyway. That’s the part that still cuts. It wasn’t romance, it was a social experiment. A test. A “let’s [...]
Perfectly Imperfect 