Just Me
“Who am I?” when aspects of my identity no longer make sense or when they have been stripped away, supposedly leaving a chunk missing.
Two Opposing Truths
A lesson in dialectics, learning to literally and figuratively hold both.
Losing My Best Friend Taught Me How to Live (But That Doesn’t Mean I Don’t Miss Him)
When my best friend died, I learned how to live
Don’t Let Your Feelings Overstay Their Welcome
Feeling your emotions is healthy, and crucial even if you want to heal.
Feeling Safe To Feel the Pain
While waiting for the safety necessary for my brain to be ready to process them, my body has held these secrets, memories, and pain.
It Begins With Self-Compassion
I have always been hard on myself, constantly looking for reasons I didn’t belong or why I had to try harder than everyone else.
The Trajectory of Shame
Society whispers to us that our pain is too much to bare, so we learn to hide it away.
The Pain I Choose: Grief + Tattoos
Grief, in some form, is a sadly inescapable aspect of love on this earth.
Living for Two
I questioned my existence, thinking that if my little brother—the brightest and most loving soul I had ever known—couldn’t find happiness, then why should I?
From Surviving to Thriving: My Story of Surviving a Suicide Attempt
June 27th, 2018. It’s another cloudy, yet hot summer’s day in Texas.
Not Everyone Will Like The Real You
I did not want my life to end. I wanted life as I knew it to end.
Please Stay Alive
This is both a plea and a call to action.
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