I feel like sometimes I just need to keep pushing a little bit further and I’ll make it. I’m not sure what I’m trying to make it to and quite frankly, it doesn’t matter. The belief that I’ll make it there is enough to get me to the next moment, to take the next step,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Sometimes, Have I felt”
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Poetry Series – Confessions
I’m more than in the mood to sit down and give my demons names and faces. They’ve been around an awful lot lately – some people just seem to surface them. If your default reaction is to encourage someone to stay away from the people that pull their darkness to the surface, I encourage youContinue reading “Poetry Series – Confessions”
Poetry Series – Turning Corners
I haven’t seen my therapist in about 3 and a half months now. I’m not saying that as either good or bad, simply a fact. Some days I miss her terribly, is that weird? Does it get any less weird if I tell you it’s because after 6 years working with her I finally workedContinue reading “Poetry Series – Turning Corners”
Poetry Series – Decay
We say dramatic like it’s a bad thing. I believe that drama has its place, as does everything. Please don’t pull drama from outside of our current situation, our present state, in hopes of making things a bit more exciting. Tune in, become present, and lean into your own dramatic reaction. Sometimes drama is nothingContinue reading “Poetry Series – Decay”
Complaint Box
I spend enough time quietly, observing, that sometimes people are caught off guard when they discover just how loud and outgoing I can be. The thing is, I believe we can learn far more from listening than we can from speaking and I think the silence in between leaves room for the truth to seepContinue reading “Complaint Box”
Poetry Series – Don’t Tell
A child should never have to carry the burden of secrets. The words “don’t tell” from an adult to a child indicate an issue, short of a surprise party but in that case, you should know better than to tell them anyways. Even as an adult, especially a young one, the words don’t tell fromContinue reading “Poetry Series – Don’t Tell”
Poetry Series – My World
My apartment is safe, I’m not being watched. This isn’t a case of paranoia so much as an awareness of just how under-observation we are anytime we’re out there in the world. In my apartment, though, I’m free to be unapologetically me without interruption. In my apartment the window is cracked, snow blowing in andContinue reading “Poetry Series – My World”
Poetry Series – “Kiss Me” Cookie
I find such great irony in the fact that we both have said we don’t pick up on something unless it’s – BAM!! – right in our faces, yet we both show love in the most subtle of ways. I’ll never forget the time my Aunt asked if we have our own little language goingContinue reading “Poetry Series – “Kiss Me” Cookie”
Poetry Series – Free Eater
I’ve struggled with disordered eating, a lot more seriously than I’d like to admit, over the better part of my teenage and adult life. The thing is when we don’t feel like we have control over most of our lives we’re willing to grasp for anything to take control of, even if it destroys us.Continue reading “Poetry Series – Free Eater”
Poetry Series – Drunken Love Confessions
If you’re on the brink of giving up hope on love, I’ve been there. I don’t think we should ever give up hope on anything, though. What’s missing will be found in the last place you look and so often we find things when we stop looking. Maybe it’s okay to keep hope but toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Drunken Love Confessions”
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