There’s no way to know what to do. Where to go. What to say, to whom. There’s no way to really know what’s “right”. Sure; there’s the moment-to-moment gut instincts. But even those aren’t always reliable… Since fear can oftentimes mask itself as intuitive guidance. I often feel like we are our own labyrinths to […]
Read MoreYesterday, my months of somber sadness and what I’d deemed depression transformed into deep, fiery anger. I came to a realization that nearly every prayer I’ve ever spoken has been with one of two tones: Gratitude, thanking the Universe/God for every tiny thing (even if/when I felt like a bag of asses). Desperate pleading, begging […]
Read MoreI challenged myself to take yesterday off from writing a blog entry (after consistent daily posts for 107 days straight). This decision brought some anxiety, which I leaned into. Guess what? No one cared. (I guess there’s no way to know if this is true. But, even if someone was looking forward to a post […]
Read More*trigger warning for those struggling with depression/suicidality* If I have to hear myself talk about addiction or sobriety or healing or authenticity one more fucking time, I will scream. And hide in the mountains somewhere. I am so bored by myself, and by what I write. As if I’m some pro on emotions and self-healing. […]
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