what you can’t fix, you can heal

Some might say I’ve had to learn a lot of things “the hard way” in life. I was molested as a child, I lost my dad unexpectedly at 25-years-old, and I found out that my fiancé was cheating on me 7 days before what was supposed to be my dream wedding, leaving me to deal […]

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Tonight, my words are ready.

I have learned that when the words are ready, they will come. Whether you are sitting at your keyboard or sitting in traffic, the words will come and they will claw their way out of you until you let them be heard. Tonight, my words are ready. They are not pretty or decorated with sugar […]

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a letter to the warrior women who saved me.

The past month has been full of so much loss, so much heartache, and so much grief. It has been floodgates opening, screaming silence and unanswered questions; it has been picking myself up only to fall down all over again. It has been questioning and clawing, reaching and grasping, it has been hopeless and terrifying […]

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An Open Letter to Anyone Planning to Watch “50 Shades of Grey” This Weekend {written by a survivor of sexual abuse}

An open letter to anyone planning on watching 50 Shades of Grey this weekend,   To be completely honest, I’m worried for the release of this movie. I am worried for the fact that this movie glamorizes aggressive sexual encounters, submissive women, and depicts pain, domination, and animalistic confrontations as intimate and desirable. There is […]

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7 Things Nobody Tells You When You Have A Broken Heart

Things they ‘will’ tell you * It’ll be worth it * You’re better off * You’ll find what you’re looking for * I’m here for you * Time will heal * It’s going to be okay Things they ‘won’t’ tell you 1. Sometimes it feels like it wasn’t worth it. Sometimes the good memories creep in […]

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you are eyes squeezed tightly {poetry}

Initially, this was a tough piece to share. I’ve sat down in an attempt to write a letter to the people who hurt me when I was little a thousand times. And a thousand times, all I could ever write was “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.” Less than therapeutic. A few […]

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The Hero of This Story: You. Are. Not. Alone.

I think that everyone we come in contact with is wearing a heavy backpack on his or her back.  This backpack is filled with mistakes, failures, dead-end roads, regrets, secrets, demons and skeletons. We trudge along, day after day, and this backpack becomes part of us. We don’t question it, don’t ask others about what […]

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come closer, love.

  Come closer, love Close enough that I can feel your light Piercing rays, sparkling haze, unmask my demons in the night Come closer, love Close enough that I can taste your fears breathe your secrets into my trembling lips kiss me with questions until the answer appears Come closer, love Close enough that I […]

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Save Yourself.

Save Yourself I can see you drowning. Water filling your lungs, you breathe it in deep, Close your eyes, and under you seep. I try to pull you out but you pull me under, And then dive back in after me. I wish I could save you. I wish I could save me, too. It’s […]

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