Before 1010 E. Orange St. and blazing AZ sunsets was West Virginia. Wild and green and wet. I was born in 1985 in a small city called Fairlea before my parents moved to the outskirts of Lewisburg, a one-stoplight town in the southern region of the state. Deep in the mountains by the Greenbrier River,…
Ten Ten East Orange.
Settled into this too-large couch at Xtreme Bean- my toes are dangling off the over-sized cushion and I wish that talented man would come back and play the piano again. I love it here. And have loved it here for nearly 15 years. Back when it was Gold Bar. Back when I first fell in…
Love is love is love.
Just a friendly Wednesday reminder from my current read, A Course in Miracles:
Today and every day.
Sometimes choosing love means choosing forgiveness, especially if you tend towards perfectionism (like me). Forgiveness is a choice, and it is always there, waiting in the wings, excited to be called upon to come out and play. Today during my morning pages practice I wrote out a list of things I felt disappointed in myself…
Be who you are now.
We finally saw Toy Story 4, and we totally fell in love. 4 for 4 Pixar, well done. I loved Forky, his transformation from trash to toy. And of course I loved Bo Peep, trading her hoop skirt in for pants. Thanks, Bo. Such wise words.
Let’s talk about trauma.
I was first diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) in my mid-twenties. I had been seeing my therapist regularly for about 4 months, one of many counselors over the years in punctuated efforts to better maintain my mental health since a suicide attempt at 18. She was thin and gray and our relationship was…
Work.
Imported from Tumblr, Sep. 2019 Self-care, self-love, and healing have become a big, big, big part of my life. Self-deprecation, sarcasm, criticism, complaining and self-loathing are no longer welcome here. And even if it feels like a full-time job, sometimes, managing my mental, physical, spiritual and emotional health, it has to be. Because I spent…
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