Writing


I Quit My Job So I Could Write

I have heard at two different times in my life, in no uncertain terms, that I am supposed to write.  Both times in response to prayers of desperation said aloud to the sky: what am I supposed to be doing? 

Love and Not Love: From the Archives

It is possible to love someone wholly and completely with all your heart while simultaneously knowing wholly and completely with all your heart that you cannot find lasting happiness with them. 

Love Trap

This is not an anomalous story: a woman losing herself in her intimate relationships.

Enough

If not now when? If you’re not happy on the journey, you won’t be happy once you reach the destination. Happiness can only be found in the present. Blah.  Blah.  Blah. I KNOW.  I GET IT.   If you’re seeking, reaching, striving, straining, in anyway thinking, “I’ll be happy when…” then achievement will never be enoughContinue reading “Enough”

Worst Fears

There’s something about my experience here on earth that involves living out my worst fears.  Not in the macro, nuclear, loved ones dying/world ending kind of way, but the micro, ‘I’m not worthy/deserving of love’ kind of way.  Getting beat up in high school was something that terrified me from a super young age.  I’dContinue reading “Worst Fears”

I Miss Hugs

I have gotten too good at going it alone.  I am an affectionate person who has learned not to be touched.  I live, work and travel alone.  I eat, sleep and dance alone.  My wires got crossed somewhere along the way, COVID was far too easy for me.  I only started to question it, questionContinue reading “I Miss Hugs”

Freedom

Do I know myself well enough to be unshaken by loss, change, threat?

Shame

For so long, self-protection was my baseline; shame my motivation; and anger, anxiety and defensiveness my personality.

My Face

The more inundated I am with images from social media, TV, movies, advertising, the more I will see and accept this as the norm.  I already see that in myself.  And that would be ok except when I see myself start to question my own face’s legitimacy, when I start to think, “is this something I have to spend my money on?  Is this something worth considering, fixing, fighting?”

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