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”
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Poetry Series – Patience
It’s incredibly rare that we understand the extent to which a person will impact us when they come into our lives. The intentions we went into a situation with may drastically differ from what develops. When being unhealthy, I used my ability to adapt as a tool in people-pleasing. Now that I’m working on healing,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Patience”
The Way it Looked to Me – Part Seven
The journey to self-acceptance is a funny one. I’ve struggled with myself a lot over the years – my mind, my weight, my voice, my purpose. There are times I would think I overcame an obstacle only to find myself grappling with it again a few months later. Our journeys are never linear and sometimesContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Part Seven”
Finding The Words
As my face contorts and you ask what I’m thinking, I’ll tell you “I don’t know”. Likely at this point, you assume that there’s something I’m trying to cover, to hide. That’s not the case – it’s just that my thoughts don’t always come in words so much as they come in waves of feelingContinue reading “Finding The Words”
The Way It Looks to Me – Part 6
I tapped my fingers one by one against his skin. I counted each one as it made contact – one, two, three, four, five. “What are you doing?” Counting. I thought by five, this would get easier. Replace “this” with anything you’d like. I thought after you’ve done something, anything, five times it had toContinue reading “The Way It Looks to Me – Part 6”
The Way it Looked to Me – Part 5
In a parenting book, I read that it’s important to be patient with children as they’re having meltdowns because they have very big emotions inside of their very little bodies so of course, it’s going to look like a bit of a mess as they bubble to the surface. Sometimes my emotions feel too bigContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Part 5”
Poetry Series – Sarcasm
Even now as I write a poem about being open, I place it here out of sight. I tell myself it’s a step in the right direction. There is, after all, a chance it could be seen, right? I hope it’s not, but I hope it is. I want everything out in the open butContinue reading “Poetry Series – Sarcasm”
The Way it Looked to Me – Part Three
Not all of my most impactful, most vivid moments have been bright and shining. I love, love so it primarily becomes my focus, but what love story comes without obstacles to overcome? Those moments where shit hits the fan and everything falls apart are equally as important to the success of a story as theContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Part Three”
The Way It Looked To Me – Part One
One of my favorite things is hearing someone describe the way they experienced something. There are times where my attention fixes on something, my focus narrows in, the rest of the world seems to disappear and it’s like an explosion of feeling, appreciation, gratitude. To me, these moments feel like little bursts of magic inContinue reading “The Way It Looked To Me – Part One”
Poetry Series – Blue Hole
My desire for privacy becomes my downfall when it’s time to present my work. I’ll be proud of what I made but not want to explain how it was fueled by hurt. That’s the beautiful thing about creating pictures with words, pulling emotion out, and allowing the details to blur their way into meaning. MyContinue reading “Poetry Series – Blue Hole”
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