Poetry
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PANIC BUTTON
When I read this poem to my mom, she finally understood what it was like to live in my anxious mind.
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Life Is Hard, AND…
Life is hard. We all get our share of challenges, hard times, and bad days, and some days it's hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel. AND that light is there. I promise. Even when we can't see it, it's there. It's hard to be alive sometimes, and it's still worth breathing, still worth waking up tomorrow.
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Surviving You
I've been having nightmares. Side effect of trauma, I'm told. Today I've been thinking of little ways to take my power back.
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Protest (Or, How To Survive Anorexia)
Finding compassion in the midst of comments like, "Non-compliant," and, "You don't look like you have an eating disorder," and, "See what a burden you are?"
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To Whom It May Concern:
A character witness letter for myself.
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I Accidentally Wrote A Book Last Weekend. 💁🏻♀️
I accidentally wrote a book last weekend. Here's how!
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Ode to My Therapist’s Kleenex Box
This poem is conveniently based on my last therapy session, in which I cried so hard, I needed a Gatorade afterward. Isn't healing FUN?! 😑
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If You’re Listening
There's something about this poem...about these words...about this time in my life...about hearing these words, coming from me. And I wonder if maybe Younger You needs to hear them, too.
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It Was Always Me
What if YOU are the love of your life?
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Here
If I could tell my body one thing - and believe it...
