Who this letter is not for: It is not directed at those I "talked" to, "hung out" with, went on A date with, texted furiously for a while, or referred to as my boyfriend for a time. It is for those that left a lasting impression on the relational part of my soul. I may not…
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Lord I’m Ready Now
This one hurts me to write. And it hurts because it forces me to dig down to the very depths of my soul. Down to the fears, the stress, the dark stuff that I have done everything I can to keep buried down there. But at some point, inevitably, it all finally surfaces. The waters…
Love and other Drugs
If you've met me for half a second, a word that might come to mind when describing me is flirt. (Some other words might be loud, dramatic, or even obnoxious.. but let's work on one flaw at a time here people.) My closest friends will tell you that I don't have a type, I'm a…
The tides of change
I HATE change. Being a creature of habit, I love schedules, routines, and organization. I am THAT girl who gets genuinely giddy picking out a new planner, highlighters, and sticky notes to plan my life. So you may be asking yourself, for someone who loves the world to be perfectly in order.. Why in hell…
Introversions from an Extrovert
This post has been a long time coming, and I have a lot to say on the topic. So please bear with me. I've been anxious, or at least my understanding of the word, for as far back as I can remember. My mom says that when I was a baby she would try to…
