the real reason i stopped writing

Writing this blog has always felt right, because it was somewhere I was such a freely authentic version of myself. When I stopped writing it was because writing had stopped being that for me. Why? Because the biggest change and area of growth (and growing pains…) in my life at that time was something IContinue reading “the real reason i stopped writing”

stepping stones [poem]

“These stepping stonesLead where to go”–To a paradise, I was told May you be the cool grassUnderneath my bare feetWon’t you hold my broken heartWhile you shield me from the heat? Yes, may you be the cool grass,May you be my streets of goldMay you be the still, small voiceYou’ve already brought me home AfterContinue reading “stepping stones [poem]”

young for the first time

Lately I’ve been feeling young again. Well, not again. For the first time, really. I started taking Zoloft, which is an SSRI, about a month and a half ago. I wish I would have started taking it a heck of a long time ago. Before I started taking it, I can’t even remember the lastContinue reading “young for the first time”