Uncontrollably ME

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Justice isn’t always good enough, but off to jail he goes.

Last week I saw my abuser. Not him actually, but in another man.  I was supporting my friend who was a character witness to the destruction her ex-husband caused.  He had attempted to murder his (now ex) girlfriend.  My friend… Continue Reading →

Confidence and vulnerability, the most lovely space between two points will always be a curve.

For the inquiring minds… I recently had a conversation about my pictures.  The pictures where more than “normal” skin is exposed.  Not bathing suit pictures, but the pictures that elicit people to respond.  To take a second look, regardless of… Continue Reading →

Change is good, right?

It has been a trying few months.  Some of it I can discern, some of it is still completely out of my ability to articulate.  Recently, one of the most stressful, heart-wrenching points has been inside of my cozy, loving,… Continue Reading →

My name is not Willy Wonka!

  Shout out!  Just a hello from me.  I have not posted in a while and while I would love to say I have been traveling the globe, or helping orphaned pets, or busy writing a novel… I can’t. The… Continue Reading →

Anxiety disorder, as the (dark) fog lifts

Tuesday Night. The fog started to lift.  Just a smidge.  The first sign I could believe in was my appetite coming back.  It is this voracious hunger like I haven’t fed myself in days.  The strength it takes to survive… Continue Reading →

#anxietylife

                                            Monday night. I broke my “boss lady” wine glass… maybe it’s a sign, a sign of enough wine…… Continue Reading →

Returning to the beat of my heart on the AT.

  The Appalachian Trail. It has survived.  It gave me the strength to as well.  Saving me in the thick of it, encouraging me when I returned to it.  It is a constant. Reflecting back on all of the trips… Continue Reading →

Loving with what is left.

  You took the part of me that cared the most. The part that loved unconditionally. The innocence, That could trust and believe in the good of another human. All of the positive feels that poured out of me and… Continue Reading →

Whatchu got in that cup?

Y’all I have said it before, and to myself on the reg, but, I will say it again, you cannot pour from an empty cup.  You cannot be for anyone what you are not first for yourself.  You cannot give… Continue Reading →

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