You start by asking them what’s wrong. They haven’t told you how their day went. You reach to touch their face but they flinch. They respond with, “nothing”. They told you that this would happen. They told you that they were close to ending it. They told you that you saved them. You wondered how … More Dating someone with depression
No, I’m not talking about pineapples. Close, though. I’ve mentioned this before–that I’m not sure where this blog is going to go. I love to write, but that’s not all there is to me. I’ve been on a very long journey and lately I’ve been wanting to share it, so here it goes. I would … More A topic I don’t normally talk about…
Dark grey with shades of yellow brown. Tall and rough–but easily crackable. Crinkled eyes when you find something funny. You don’t really know what you want. What do you want? English. Why English? Your mother said poetry would be nice. Do you like poetry? You get high–so high. But that’s all you know. Swipe right. … More A Poem for Someone I Used to Know
Well, it has officially been two months since I graduated. Things feel great. Things feel nice. Things feel odd. Things feel uneasy, actually. It feels wonderful knowing the start of classes in late August are no longer hanging above me. But… all this time has me questioning if the last four years taught me anything. … More Something to consider before becoming an English Major
Tuesday morning Tyler and I are woken up by our beautiful boxer Kiara (pictured) throwing up. Over the last few weeks she has been having episodes of not eating breakfast and then throwing up white foam. We went to our local vet and they said to add a tablespoon of pumpkin to her food to … More What we go through for our fur babies
Recently, there has been something lurking inside my head ready to be picked apart. I’m blessed to work in a company that has a program set up with German students during their gap year. Basically, after their “high school” many take a year off to travel or to work in a foreign country for experience. … More What’s holding you back?
I’m standing by the back door and the icy wind is turning my ears red. My ears are throbbing and I’m ripping the thin skin off my lips. I’m shaking by the open back door and the icy wind is turning my ears red. My head and ears are throbbing and I’m ripping the thin … More Numb