Years ago, it feels like forever now, I wasn't the kind person I am now. I was quite opposite. I did unsavoury things for unsavoury people, and I had a reputation of being very self destructive and for being afraid of no one. People would ask me how I could possibly be so unafraid despite... Continue Reading →
What do those three words mean, exactly? Or, I guess, more accurately: what are you trying to tell me when you say those words?
For as long as I can remember I had a monster growing at the edge of my life, he towered over my self-esteem and beat me down everytime I tried to tell the truth about who I was. Crazy thing is that monster still exists but every day his spine grows weaker, as I grow... Continue Reading →
That very first moment where pen meets paper, where ink meets page, forever changing how that page is seen is daunting, powerful, and incredibly freeing.
Sometimes it's hard figuring out where you fit in life. It was always really hard for me to hold the mirror up to myself because I always thought I wasn't really good at anything; but the truth is everyone's good at something.
She had expectations of what rescue would look like. Had hopes of what her salvation would entail. When she receives it though – its not what she thought she wanted.
Everyone has an opinion. Some are more vocal about it than others, some hold opinions that may align with facts more than others, but everybody has them. Opinions are good – natural even. From where you stand, what you’ve seen and heard, it follows that you are going to put what you know together –... Continue Reading →