I couldn't write anything other than academic papers for the longest time. Antrhung else felt forced and stunted. If I tried to write prose, I would end up with many balls of paper, but not one page I could live with completed. Until recently, I so judged myself that I hadn't even attempted to write … Continue reading Breaking
I did a presentation at my DBSA meeting tonight and it was a total win. I am so happy. I got a lot of positive feedback and appreciation and that's always a confidence boost. Had a good night. Just wanted to share.
Honesty was definitely the best way to go I think. I have NO idea how this will pan out for me in the end, but I said what was true. We'll see what happens... I will find out the biggest part on Wednesday I think. After that it's just a bunch of details. Hard ones … Continue reading Anticipation
I've convinced myself that honesty is always the best policy despite the consequences. I don't want anything to do with the person I used to be. Wish me luck (and say a prayer if you are so inclined please) that today goes well. Thanks! Image from Pixabay
"I don’t just want you to like me, I want to be one of the most joy-inducing human beings that you’ve ever encountered. I want to explode on your night sky like fireworks at midnight on New Year’s Eve in Hong Kong." -Carrie Fisher from The Princess Diarist I saw this quote yesterday and it … Continue reading Fireworks
Every morning no matter what I am awake at 7:30 a.m. I used to laugh at my grandparents for not being able to sleep past 6 am. I thought they were silly old people. I am now a silly old person. Yesterday, I took a two hour nap due to a migraine and I took … Continue reading 7:30!!!!
I have the capacity to wear the perfect mask for every occasion. The perfect daughter, the perfect student, the perfect patient... until I'm tired of it. I've grown weary of these masks over the years and they really only come out as a defense mechanism when I feel backed into a corner. Even then I've … Continue reading Summoning
Original art by me. This post goes with my poem Conflict. I have a couple of potentially tough conversations this week. They might go perfectly wonderfully, or they might be kind of difficult. I want to approach both of them from a position of strength because in both cases I suspect am perceived as weaker than … Continue reading Betrayal
I've mentioned before how every memory from my early childhood seems tinged with gold. As if everything was glittering and perfect. I can honestly say that aside from some verbal fights between my parents, I don't remember a lot of anything bad until the age of 8 or 9. When things started going downhill, it … Continue reading Shining
Image from Pexels. The woman enters the room with trepidation, knowing that the air is charged for conflict like an impending storm. She prays the gathering winds will simply turn into a gentle summer breeze, but she prepares. She wants to assert her stance and yet, the spectre of disappointing anyone is the theif that … Continue reading Conflict