“I never look back, darling. It distracts from the now.” — Edna Mode Except I did. I was dressed perfectly. The wig. The pink silk chiffon scarf. A black dress with black kitten heels. The glasses and golden-brown lip to tie it all together. Why is it that in the comfort of my own place, … Continue reading Is it safe?
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Who handcrafted love?
Who handcrafted the word love?Who was the genius and the evil mastermind who defined that little, big, four-letter, disgustingly, horrifically beautiful, tone-deaf word? It’s tiny and small, yet carries the weight of a thousand minuscule details and nonverbals that can only be photographed in supercut moments. Love: An intense feeling of deep affection.Deep: Extending far down from the … Continue reading Who handcrafted love?
Over and Under
So, I had my second therapy session a couple of days ago, and let’s just say I don’t love how quickly I’ve gotten close to my therapist. We talked about my dad — how I never got a birthday call, text, or social media post from him. Does it hurt that I didn’t? Well, yes. … Continue reading Over and Under
Lies I’ve told my body.
Book Review: The Body Is Not an Apology: The Power of Radical Self-Love by Sonya Renee Taylor Welcome to my first book review. I apologize if this is messy and makes absolutely no sense. Please bear with me as I take you through the thoughts that trampled over each other at one million miles per … Continue reading Lies I’ve told my body.
Confessions of a Compulsive Liar. 