I Lept & I’m Already Gone

I wish I could have taken you with me. But solo journeys are that way. When I packed up all my things to leave, to go on a new adventure, to take this leap of faith, I didn’t realize I would be going without you. I wish you could see things the way I have…

I Am No Longer Her

Nine months. That’s how long I’ve been writing on this blog, becoming a new me, living out loud in some instances, for any set of eyes within internet range to see as they wish. I fought to get here, punched through ghosts and demons, hurdled over voices in my head, the self-hater, the shame-slinger, the…

Shameless Selfies

Who taught us to hate the self-portraits? Nowadays they’re called selfies. You may have noticed I put a lot of them up on my blog. There’s a reason for that. A few years ago, when I was still on Instagram, I posted all kinds of pictures, landscapes, scenery, artsy looking objects and sometimes pictures I…

What Am I Afraid Of?

I imagine if I were to put it to a vote, some people would tell me to stop writing so openly about my vulnerabilities. And I would tend to agree with them except for one, not so minor, consequential item— my creativity would be stifled. If it frightens me to come here and disclose my…