Faulty

I'm wired wrong, but I don't know how to fix the short circuits. I tried to reroute the wires, manage the cables better, install new software, bypass the problem altogether. Still, the connections are not being made and I'm left faulty and fearful. What if I cannot fix the error? Will I be loved? Cherished? … Continue reading Faulty

Inner Battle

I'm tired. Tired of fighting, tired of feeling, tired of failing. Seems like all I do lately is fail. Fail to let people in, fail to keep sadness out, fail to pull myself together. I keep blaming it on uncertainty. Uncertainty of life, uncertainty of love, uncertainty of worth. Maybe it's really my refusal to … Continue reading Inner Battle

It Hurts When You Steal The Light From My Eyes [Please Just Listen]

Sometimes I talk too much. I'm aware that I do. I go off on tangents that feel related to the topic, or maybe they take me down memory lane and don't relate at all. I get excited and want to share all the little details, thinking it paints a better picture for the listener. Sometimes, … Continue reading It Hurts When You Steal The Light From My Eyes [Please Just Listen]

Validation for The Girl Who’s Insecure and Trying to Love Again

If you're reading this, you've probably been stuck in a negative headspace for the last few days, and are obsessively trying to find some article that tells you what you're feeling is okay and that others feel it too. Your life is probably in an alright place, if we're being honest. You're most likely in … Continue reading Validation for The Girl Who’s Insecure and Trying to Love Again

If You Love Someone With Severe Anxiety, Maybe You Should Read This.

I want you to close your eyes. Imagine it's nighttime on a warm summer night and you're standing in the middle of a four-way stop. A streetlight nearby illuminates the area around you just enough to see you're in a quiet residential area. There isn't a car, or person, or animal in sight. You're alone … Continue reading If You Love Someone With Severe Anxiety, Maybe You Should Read This.

The Secret I’m Keeping Is Eating at Me (Stuck in Limbo)

I had an hour drive to the hospital today; another day of pokes and prods and tests. I listened to music without lyrics because I thought hearing words might make me cry. I cried regardless. Honestly, life feels stuck in limbo right now. Like it doesn't matter what I say or do; I might not … Continue reading The Secret I’m Keeping Is Eating at Me (Stuck in Limbo)