hope for the hopeless

I can’t promise you a perfect life. I can’t promise you clear skies and sunshine and rainbows overhead. I can’t promise there won’t be long nights or silly fights and Storms that never seem to end. But I can promise you this, my beloved, my best side, my other half; the moment I start loving […]

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sometimes I get scared that you don’t exist.

Sometimes, I get angry that you have not found me yet. I get angry because there have been times I have needed you and cried out for you. I have hoped and prayed and begged for you. I asked, and you never answered. I called out, and there was no response. I searched, and you […]

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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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//the eyes you’re looking at me with tonight

  //Maybe I’m the path you stumbled across the moment you were sure you’d lost your way A winding road so unexpected, leading your tired feet to a brand new day Maybe I’m the dusty cloud, swirling around a world you once traveled alone, packing your lungs with every piece of me, a breath-filled trail […]

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Stop! What is your mind trying to tell you?

Whatever you are doing right now, stop. Stop, and give five minutes completely to yourself. Set a timer, close your eyes, spin around in your chair until you feel so dizzy you think you might fall over. Do whatever you need in order to have five minutes completely alone. Trapped in your mind. Free of […]

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Falling in Love: Only on days ending in Y.

A friend texted me out of the blue last week and asked if I ever feel like I want to be in love with someone other than myself. I had to chuckle at the last part because I’m sure he assumed he would get some soapbox “I love myself and that’s all that matters” answer […]

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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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Flipping the Birdie to Self-Loathing

There I was, halfway through a 90-minute hot yoga class, panting like a (downward) dog, cursing my (aunt) flow, while practicing my Vinyasa Flow, and sweating my (figurative) balls off. For some odd reason, the teacher decided to worship birds today. We chirped and pecked our way through pigeons,  eagles and swans. We performed variations […]

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In a room full of darkness, all I saw was light.

  I’m scared. Not the kind of scared where you check the closet twice for monsters and make a flying leap onto your bed so the girl from The Sixth Sense does not reach out from underneath to grab your legs. Not the kind of scared you feel on the drive to your boyfriend’s house […]

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Letters to me;

  I wish I could write a letter to my 10-year-old self. Gangly, awkward, innocent. I wish I could tell myself to spend my weekends sleeping on the trampoline instead of worrying so much about bugs and monsters and bad guys. I wish I could go back to elementary school days and parachutes in PE […]

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