It’s my birthday month this October and I have never felt further away from knowing where to go in life than I do at this moment. I’m sure that sounds strange to hear from me, but it’s the truth. I quit my job in June and I got rid of my apartment in June. I… Continue reading Feels Like Falling
It is day 50 of being away. But I don’t feel “away”. This trip has been exceptionally more than I fathomed, and a part of me never wants to leave. Perhaps a part of me never will. I saved up this past year in order to see this expedition be brought to life. Usually an… Continue reading Coddiwompling
Let’s cut to it — I’ve been struggling for a bit now. It’s been about 3.5 weeks of dealing with this harsh, and seemingly unwarranted, flare. First it was my face and neck, the usual places that give me trouble, and then my hands and arms got worse, the redness and dryness surging on pieces… Continue reading Requiem for a Quarantine
After allowing my students to listen to their finale song for our end of the year dance show, I asked them this very simple question: “What do you think it means to be human?” I got so many beautiful responses, I wanted to share a few. “For life to break you apart and for you… Continue reading Humanity
Today marks my 5 year anniversary of starting Topical Steroid Withdrawal. To think I’ve carried this around for half a decade is mind boggling, but as a friend once told me, “perhaps you were born for such a time as this (Esther 4:14).” I’ve always wanted to believe that. And if I am meant to… Continue reading Inevitably
“And when that doesn’t happen, you heal yourself. You find strength in things other than people. You find energy in your solitude, you find hope in your daydreams. You build yourself up, tell yourself that you don’t need anyone to save you, that you don’t need anyone to steady your foundation. But you do.” As… Continue reading The Juggle Struggle
They say we either write when we are falling in love, or falling apart. I can not say, without dramatic use, that I am either, but it often times feels like the latter. I retreated to a watery refuge yesterday. For some reason, when I’m in the water, it’s as if it quiets all the… Continue reading Be The Wilderness
4 years. 209 weeks. 1,462 days. of loss. of confusion. of fear. of battle scars. of thunderous, terrifying purpose. Looking back to Day 1, when hopes were high and knowledge was scarce, it is miraculous to see how far this journey has taken me. I am not the same person. Sometimes that makes me sad… Continue reading 4 Years
I’ve had cabin fever for months now. Every so often, I get to venture out, but for the most part, I was secluded in my home working on the documentary (I’ll make an update video soon). I was looking forward to getting back into my old job of subbing — not because it’s my passion,… Continue reading Use Warm Water
Just writing this blog is such irony. The only reason I am getting to do this is because my editing software for the documentary has decided to rainbow wheel me to death, a shared death. I’ve been reassured by a few Apple geniuses that someone this coming week will be able to fix this issue.… Continue reading A Deafening Silence
Found in Reverie 