CW: Brief talk of suicidal ideation I’ve always been a loner. Sounds cliché, I know, but it’s true. I joke all the time about my introverted ways, laugh at memes about how quiet we are, how we flake out of plans at the last minute, and am sometimes proud of the fact that I can... Continue Reading →
Be Like Water, or Taking the Plunge to Reconnect with Myself
Two nights ago, I drowned. It’s one of my worst fears, to drown in dark water and not knowing what lurks around me as I struggle to break through the surface. I didn’t experience the drowning, though, only dreamed it, but even in the dream I didn’t feel myself dying. There were pictures of me... Continue Reading →
Taking a Risk
I don't sing in front of a lot of people. I also don't play my ukulele in public (only my parents and my boyfriend have had that privilege). My therapist always tells me that I should take a risk when I feel like I'm stuck in a rut. Creating something has always been an outlet... Continue Reading →
Where the hell was I?
The only excuse I have for being absent from this blog is that I have gone through changes (as have all of us), both beneficial and unfavorable, enough to make one sulk and wallow in their own self-pity. Usually that's my shining moment to write but, months ago, my love for writing had become a... Continue Reading →
Things that happen when you delete social media
I take public transit to work because parking in downtown Portland is expensive. I always set an early alarm so I can have enough time to take a shower, eat breakfast, pack a lunch, and then get to the train station or bus stop. Sounds like a good morning routine…if that’s how it happened. Instead,... Continue Reading →