When I was younger I was a writer and I would write letters so I am writing this one to the writing inside of me: Dear Writing;
My Forgiveness Story He was my high school bully, he was one of many. He stood out because he could reach the most vulnerable parts of me,… Read more “I Once Forgave Someone Because of Stars”
This morning I was struck by the realization that while the internet can be a volatile and scary place, there are some people who have discovered safe little… Read more “Untold Stories and Acceptance”
“You are not a mess
You are brave for trying”
Vulnerability is noble, but it’s not easy. The war-torn path behind me indicates I have made many messes and many mistakes, but is that such a bad thing? Or do the courageous and brave get confused with the meek?