Poetry Series – Looking Back

The power of shifting to letting go of what others think of you is that your peace is no longer dependent on them accepting your explanation of yourself. Sure, I got commended on my levels of self-awareness and yes, that skill absolutely comes in handy now. The thing is, I didn’t always need to letContinue reading “Poetry Series – Looking Back”

Rewrite.

Our lives can be broken down into the experiences we have and how they are shaped by our perspectives. What happens is if an experience is particularly traumatic for us, its explosive nature often leads us to reshape our perspective to account for the possibility of that narrowly escaped catastrophe happening again. For anyone that,Continue reading “Rewrite.”

Poetry Series – Inconsistent

I don’t believe that everyone is entitled to the information and details of our lives. In fact, I don’t think anyone is entitled to it but that it is our job to voice, honestly, when a question crosses our boundaries rather than lying our way through it. I spent two hours in the dining roomContinue reading “Poetry Series – Inconsistent”

Poetry Series – Laughter

I long thought I needed someone to help calm, help balance, the wildness raging inside of me. If only I could find someone stable enough to tone me down to a reasonable volume, yet I’d scream the moment they tried to mute me. It turns out all of this time, the only thing I reallyContinue reading “Poetry Series – Laughter”

Even in my Weakness, I am Strong.

(Sensitive content/trigger warnings: abuse – sexual, mental/emotional/physical) I talk about general dysfunction in relationships far more than I gravitate toward the topic of abuse – whether it be physical, mental, or emotional. My immediate assumption was that I must have just gotten the most abusive relationships out of the way early and tackled those firstContinue reading “Even in my Weakness, I am Strong.”

The Way it Looked to Me – Pt 12 – Watch

Is it fair to say that people that write are “people watchers” by nature, or is that stereotyping? Okay, fine. People that write well keep their eyes open to the world around them and take it all in. It’s all in the way they focus on the little details and pick up on patterns. Better?Continue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Pt 12 – Watch”

Sexuality

Some part of me insists on being ashamed that sex and my sexuality have played such a major role in my life. I wonder if it’s simply the fact that I’m a woman and our sexuality is hushed and muted unless it’s for someone else’s pleasure or perhaps it’s something more specific to me thanContinue reading “Sexuality”

The Way it Looked to Me – Part Nine

I’m still working out a lot of lingering judgments. I grew up around people that would talk shit for sport and being the competitive person that I am, naturally, I wanted to be the best in the game. My eyes became trained to scan a person and look for weak spots, anything “off”. Anything toContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Part Nine”

Connected

Growing up, math was the subject I excelled in. The patterns were easy for me to pick up on but I always got scolded for not “following the rules” of how we were being taught to figure it out. My brain would jump right to the answer. My therapist pats me on the back, tellingContinue reading “Connected”

The Way It Looked To Me – Part Two

Time and time again I trace my unwillingness to share my perspective back to a fear of judgment. No matter how often I’m shown it’s okay, part of me always holds on to this worry that highlighting the parts of people and moments I love the most will somehow scare people away. The thing aboutContinue reading “The Way It Looked To Me – Part Two”