Some things become outgrown, over-used. I don’t know if this happens by chance, length of time, frequency of occurrence, or what other criteria it goes by. Perhaps with a little extra care, we can preserve the things most important to us longer than they would have lasted if we had approached with reckless abandon –Continue reading “Poetry Series – Chicken Butt”
Tag Archives: Self Acceptance
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 – 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 – Mind
As I’ve gone through life, I’ve let each person shape a new chapter in my story. I’ve riddled the pages with details of them, hoping not to forget. For all of my favorite details, I put a bookmarker on, saving the page so I can flip right back at any moment. What you may notContinue reading “Poetry Series – Mind”
Poetry Series – The Fool
Over the weekend, I encountered the first time I had to find the courage to voice to my relatively new boyfriend that something he said had upset me. Sure, I’ve had similar encounters with others but after getting enough bad reactions I took on the idea that it would be easier to just swallow theContinue reading “Poetry Series – The Fool”
Braking
Picture a train barreling down the track at a conservative 100mph and think of the momentum it has and what it’s going to take to bring that bad boy to a halt. I am the train, just reaching full speed, as my body screams to me that we are going to need to slam onContinue reading “Braking”
Oh, So This is Why People Love Their Uncles.
Family dynamics have always confused me more than I tend to let on. Honestly, there are a lot of basic things that leave me puzzled in similar ways. In moments of dissociation, I leave myself feeling even crazier as I recall all of these things and ask why I’m so caught off guard by simpleContinue reading “Oh, So This is Why People Love Their Uncles.”
Poetry Series – Dark Figure
As I start to spiral, I’m never really sure if it was initiated from the outside or within. I’m too busy trying to stop the progression to pinpoint the exact source. Perhaps this seems problematic as if finding the source would let me solve the problem faster. Maybe that’s true but I can’t help butContinue reading “Poetry Series – Dark Figure”
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”
Poetry Series – Boyish
How often do you find yourself shifting focus based on new information? This doesn’t have to come in the form of anything major or groundbreaking. There are subtle messages we pick up as we go through our day-to-day life. Recently, listening to Untamed by Glennon Doyle, the idea of impermanence came up. The message wasContinue reading “Poetry Series – Boyish”
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