I had listened to enough outside influences for so long that I remember telling my therapist one day that I had no idea who I even was. It felt pathetic but like it was the truest thing I could say at the moment. Sometimes, I still surprise myself but overall I know myself well enoughContinue reading “Poetry Series – Outside Will”
Tag Archives: my journey
Poetry Series – Love Protest
I read an article that said bulimia can be formed as a result of unhealthy attachments to a mother’s love, rooted all the way back in the nursing stage of development. I’m absolutely buying it. The idea is that the toxicity of the milk, caused by ill-thought and negative feelings, can create a disconnect inContinue reading “Poetry Series – Love Protest”
Poetry Series – Sometimes, Have I felt
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”
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 – Baby, In My Head
It’s funny because there’s not actually a correct way to date, to love, but everyone seems to have an opinion about your approach to it. It doesn’t matter how you approach it, someone will inevitably chime in to tell you that you’re doing it wrong and offer suggestions on how to correct it. Now, IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Baby, In My Head”
Poetry Series – Rock
Had I known early on that you were a rock and could withstand the waves, I wonder if I wouldn’t have treaded so lightly? I try not to think of what ifs. I know they’re not helpful in building the life I want to live. But when there’s questions I had never asked, I leftContinue reading “Poetry Series – Rock”
The Way it Looked to Me – Part Four
I often find myself telling my hardest moments as if they were stories. If I fill in enough of the details, if I paint a vivid enough picture that I can make you actually think you were there – maybe I can paint myself out of it too, disown the thoughts involved. Does it stillContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Part Four”
Duality and Love
“…I started my transformation as an explosion, and eruption of me.” I spent a few months working with a life coach before settling on the fact that I was much too prone to suggestion to be working with another person to create the life of my dreams. Sure, it’s helpful to be given the toolsContinue reading “Duality and Love”
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