I Am Who I Say I Am
I Am Who I Say I Am
A hazed memory
It felt as if time stopped. The memories of my constant inner battles and that specific dinner came flooding in at once.
Learning How to Love
To all three of you, thank you for teaching me how to love.
Letter to the First Girl I Realized I Had a Crush On
All the things I never told you, and the things I wish I hadn’t.
A State of Limbo
It felt as if I pressed the fast forward button on my youth — and I desperately wanted to rewind. I found myself grieving made and unmade memories.
Anything? Anywhere? One at a Time.
In this new year, let’s end the cycles of toxicity, learn to embrace letting go of control and adopt healthy habits.
22: the terrible twos
Birthdays are always fun when they are not yours. That’s when the addition of an extra candle does not feel like an ominous reminder of unaccomplished goals and time running out.