We don’t know when this will end.

I can’t believe this day is finally here!

For the last few months I’ve been anticipating a shift.

Lately I’ve found myself saying some really mean things. Not to other people but to myself.

There are plenty of things I want to do with my life.

Lately in the midst of this pandemic I’ve found myself having to consciously introduce my feelings to the facts.

So this is a pretty vulnerable post but here goes.

Oftentimes we find ourselves in many different kinds of relationships.

Last week my neighbor called to let me know the house around the corner caught fire overnight.

I'd be lying if I said my anxiety wasn't all the way turnt up!

I published this post privately on December 1, 2018. It was a vulnerability I wasn't ready to share but in light of recent events and new revelations I'm ready to share. I hope this helps someone.

I used to live in the dark.

Are you going through a breakup?

I used to think sex was the only way to intimacy.

This is the time of year when everyone is happy and joyous.

I have a really hard time accepting help.

What if deliverance was calling your name?

A couple of months ago my coworker and I were meeting at a school for a writer's workshop training.

Yesterday I had conversations with two different people about what it's like to be single during the holidays.

I used to be so insecure.