It's 10:39pm and I'm crying on my floor. June has really been kicking my ass. Many of you know the struggles I've dealt with growing up. For most of the last 15+ years I have struggled with my mental illness. I stopped harming myself at about age 22. I was fine until this time last …
I was raped, but i couldn't even say the words to myself, let alone anyone else. It wasn't violent, it wasn't a stranger, but it was my first time. All this time I've tried ignoring it, trying to pretend it didn't happen. And i was successful...until it happened again. As far as statistics go, a …
As I approach my last weeks as a 27 year old, I find myself realizing that this was the year I found myself. Somehow this number has played a crazy role in my life so it’s only fitting I’ve had the experiences I’ve had this year. This year started with my “family” falling apart. I …
When I met you, I had no idea things would ever turn out the way they did. I never thought you would ever put your hands on me and mentally destroy me. Everyday I woke up asking myself how I could possibly be with you for the rest of my life, how I could care …
Yesterday I almost gave up. I was overwhelmed. I was discouraged. I was tired. I remember calling my mom crying, telling her I just couldn’t do it anymore. I couldn’t hold on. It was too much, it’s been too much. See for the last 4 years I’ve been dealing with the aftermath of my car …
“People like us don’t need that much, we just need someone that starts the sparks in our bonfire heart.” I don’t know when it happened. I don’t know how it happened. & I don’t know where you came from. But every day I thank God for you. Your heart is so pure. So innocent. I’m …
Life is a crazy thing. People will come and go. One day you mean the world and the next you aren’t a part of their life anymore. When these important people leave our lives, it’s like a part of us has gone with them. It’s painful and empty all at the same time. Sometimes you …
At only 3 years old You took my innocence. You changed me in ways I could never imagine. You created wounds on my body that would be deeper and more hurtful than the wounds I would later give myself. I’m conflicted with wishing you every bad thing possible to simply wanting to understand why... to …
Was it something someone told you that made you feel this way? Was it a trauma you experienced ? Was it an old lover who threatened to walk away? No matter the reason, I think at some point we all get a little insecure. I know I used to be. I’d find myself comparing the …
Here’s the thing about bad times. They’ll eventually pass. Yes you’ll be disappointed, yes you’ll be hurt, yes you’ll have your heart broken , but you will make it out every single time. Let yourself feel everything because if you don’t , it will eat you up inside. Stop torturing yourself over things you can’t …
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