The Lavender Cashmere candle flickers as you sit on the cold tile floor of your dorm room. You dream of escape, of a life three years from now where this…
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The Lavender Cashmere candle flickers as you sit on the cold tile floor of your dorm room. You dream of escape, of a life three years from now where this…
CW: assault, mentions of suicide I sit here years later, motionless, thinking about that Thursday. March, midafternoon, halfway through the semester, and my phone rings. How’d your accounting test go?…
where do i start?? it’s been so long since i’ve posted… and while i’m at it— happy first post of 2023!! not that i owe anyone an explanation, but my…
texting you back I won’t apologize for not texting you back Your kind words were seen No, I’m not mad at you I simply need a break to recenter myself…
Before the semester started, I made a list of intentions I wanted to uphold. I sat with my therapist and parents to review these goals, so they could help keep…
my walls caving in tears streaming down like a landslide hoping i can crawl out of the hole the demons covering my brain so i make a call letting my…
I wrote this entry several weeks after being released from the hospital. Here is a preview into my thoughts during recovery… June 11, 2022 I miss the old me. The…
I wrote this entry several months ago…. enjoy 🙂 I could have never dreamed of this situation, it was simply God working his wildy mysterious ways to bring a smile…
i don’t say this lightly— but i know i’m special. i know that i am loved. i know my family and friends care about me. i’ve always known i’m unique. …
i woke up this morning with a clear mind. i got dressed and went to the farmers market. i sat in the sunlight and sipped on my freshly brewed iced…