What Was the Love of My Life


I feel like I should begin this post with some cliche about love; about this post being about the one who got away. But this is my story and I am the heroine. I am the protagonist. I don’t need to be saved. There is no need to pity me or feel sorry. I survive…

Therapy and Recovery


After that super depressing post yesterday, I’m going to write something that is hopefully much more lighthearted. Just so you know, I made it through another day and that is all I can ask God for. Today I went to see my therapist for the first time in over a month. Between me being sick,…

Rejection and Breaking Points


Today I am small and sad. And if you don’t know what that means, I am 4’11” short, which makes me small and I feel sad. It is exactly what it sounds like. I have no particular insights in my writing today, I am just trying to comprehend my own emotions as I listen to…