We tether ourselves to so many things. I have found my hands grasped so firmly to the many ‘mistakes’ I’ve committed, the times I’ve left the path of supposed-to… the path that brought me here. This realization struck me that, as much as I’ve tried to cast off the expectations of others, there are so many supposed-tos…

Friend, have you ever found yourself in a situation where you’re bargaining with your emotions or feel as though whatever you’re feeling doesn’t deserve space? Late last week I was angry, sad, and hurt. I told myself that I had no business experiencing these emotions and that I was being…

We all crave intimacy, and yet it’s the scariest thing in the world to receive for it requires vulnerability. Vulnerability — my friend — demands that we give up control. It means that we allow ourselves the space to be raw and open. That we show and reveal all the…

We are groomed to accept toxic love. Perhaps this started with the story of Romeo and Juliet, star-crossed lovers who were doomed to death at the onset? For whatever reason, the stories we tell and are attracted to affirm these types of love stories. Romeo and Juliet may have started…

It’s important to share our stories. No matter where we are at, or whatever it is we’re experiencing or going through, we are never alone. Our stories create bridges, showing others in the midst of chaos a way out. Words have the ability to link and unite. So often, though…

At some point, I adopted the idea that I was supposed to be ‘good’. Breed into me by societal expectations, familial obligations, or my own encumbered sense of ‘measuring up’ to those around me. This need to be good served as a guide and compass for many of my choices…

I’ve been an unbeknownst coward for a good deal of my life, friend. Striving to control, grasp, and cling to things in an attempt to avoid the wreckage caused by pain and shattered illusions. In many ways, I would define these acts as cowardly. I trimmed my own wings and…

Photo by Jan Kopřiva on Unsplash I’ve spent some time running from reality, so much so that I am an expert in sugar-coating people and situations in a false attempt to be optimistic, to see the glass as half full, to cast a rosy glow onto a situation that is…

Emotional exposure is terrifying. I can’t be the only one that does everything in my power to attempt to control it? To refine, diminish, and play small in order to avoid potential pain In order to regulate vulnerability? Something wonderful comes into my life and I shrug my shoulders at…