I am retiring “laid back” from my list of “ways I want to be”. “At peace” is a way I want to be. But “laid back” is way too close to “chill” which is just another bullshit way of saying “lower your standards”. I'm too sober and alive for that shit. This desirable state of … Continue reading Not a chill girl.
It’s been a little over a year since I quit drinking. 3 years since I took a huge leap and left the life I planning with someone else, and went in a completely different direction. Sometimes I look around and realized how far I’ve gone, and how much good stuff I have here, on the … Continue reading You’re not alone in the dark. It’s just dark. Keep going.
What is being grounded, what is home, what is being here, what is enough, what am I letting in, what am I shutting out. The last 2 months have been full of things that require my whole self. The big one was moving in with my boyfriend and his 4 kids. Going from being in … Continue reading 4 things I learned in 2 months with 5 new roommates.
ghost ɡōst/ noun an apparition of a dead person that is believed to appear or become manifest to the living, typically as a nebulous image. There's been a ghost in my house, y'all. A "nebulous image" that's been chasing me like a shadow. Let me tell you a story. In the last year and a half, … Continue reading Boo! A story about ghosts.
When life gets hard, I pull out an emergency kit. My emergency kit has a dog in it. It also has coffee, a candle, sage and something to write with. There are some rings in there that remind me to be strong; one from my sister, and one from me. I put them on, make … Continue reading Emergency kit
Honest admission: I want to put my bed into a camper van, toss the dog in there, with a bunch of paper and pens and paints. I would drive around the country, slinging art, sleeping in my van. In reality, I would have no clue how to fix a van if it broke down, and … Continue reading GTFO vs. bloom where you’re planted
Something I hear from my married or coupled friends is “I really miss dating” or “I miss feeling like I should put a bra on when I leave the house in case future boo is running to Walgreens too” or (I get this all the time) “I am so jealous that you get to do … Continue reading Alexis, 32, 0 Miles Away
Heartbreak is no joke. Whether you are the one that ends it or not, the end aches with loss and emptiness. Time passes, and sometimes it heals all wounds, like it’s supposed to. Sometimes it doesn’t. People tell you to keep on keepin’ on, because time will totally take care of your sad little heart. … Continue reading 16 months later + 620 words on heartbreak.