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30 and Counting, “It’s My Birthday and I’ll Cry If I Want To”
I wrote three years ago a blog post titled “It’s My Birthday And I’ll Cry If I Want To.” In this blog post I outline how easy it is to fall trap to reflecting on all the missed opportunities or paths not taken on your birthday, “Thoughts like “I should have had a degree by […]
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I Hold On When I Get Love, And I Let Go When I Give It
I am never afraid to throw myself in the deep end cause I know I will never drown if I am being authentic with myself. I worked too hard to love and respect myself to throw in the towel now. Yes, I beat myself up (on the regular) and there’s days I hate some of my neurotic tendencies but at the end of the day, I got me for life. The conversations you have with yourself and the way you interpret your experiences will dictate the kind of life you will have. I choose to see everything as a learning experience and a way to get to know myself better. The most important relationship you’ll ever have is with yourself. Let the anger, the bitter thoughts go. Whatever heavy bullshit you’re carrying in your heart – let it all go. It’s okay to bask in it for a minute (we’re all human), let it serve it’s purpose, as a warning signal to work on yourself a little harder.
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The Epilogue (of my memoir as it stands)
It’s a tale as old as time, a girl has a dream and she inevitably falls short of reaching it. Is that all I am? I am the girl who lost out on her dream. I am the girl who put all her effort in what she deemed a sure shot and watched it disintegrate into nothing.
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A Reminder To Decompress – Center Yourself With Journaling
I’m listening to Birdy as I write this blog post and as she serenades me I recollect what generally in the past has soothed me – journaling – getting in touch with my thoughts, my head space, where I’m mentally at. As of late, I’ve been having emotional outbursts that lead to endless streams of […]
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“She’s Celestial Magic” (An Ode To My Cat)
misunderstood. She understood that some days I wanted to play, we would chase each other play fighting cause FYI my baby is sassy like me. But she seemed to really understand the days when I needed to rest from the demons in my mind, letting me cry into her fur, dampening it with my tears. She’s always there, never far behind, always by my side. I mean literally the poor girl has some attachment issues, and never leaves my radius unless forced to by my temporary absence from home.
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Graphic Design: My Hidden Talent and Passion
“I may have found my calling through a series of misfortunate events…but I rediscovered what I was born to do – share and make a living from my art.”
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Almost Two Years Sober and Counting…
There reaches a point in your journey when a fork appears in the road, and you can continue on the same path you’ve been travelling in hopes it one day changes for the better or you can take the road you’ve yet to explore. You’re not quite sure if it will yield what you hope for but at the very least it will assuredly offer something new and different. After a long couple of years of misery, I decided I was either going to continue down the path of substance abuse mindlessly covering my internal wounds with essentially band-aids, or I could be brave and choose a new path – one where I struggled, got sober, and came to terms with myself honestly and authentically. Consider the road that challenges you the most when these forks appear on your life’s journey. I can tell you from personal experience, they are more rewarding and you learn that you are truly capable of whatever you set your mind to. Set your mind to exploring, exploring self-growth and you will never regret it. Each day I come closer to understanding myself a little better and I know now I am extremely susceptible to becoming overwhelmed with emotions and thoughts that do not serve me. I keep this in line by keeping my wits about me since (as I can attest) drugs just add to the chaos. I want to fully appreciate and interpret my world without dulling it or numbing it on some whim. I want to feel…everything. I no longer wish to hide behind a substance as a way to cope with some shit reality. I intend to create my own, better reality. “Don’t you miss getting high?” To that I reply, “I am already high.”
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A Love Letter To My Sneakers,
“More than anything I run to fly, to take my mended broken wings and force them into the sky.”
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I’m Conscious Of Not Making Monsters Outta My Exes
There is a verse in a very popular song by Drake from his “Take Care” album (my favourite of all time) that comes to mind as I contemplate something one of my exes (and now really good friends) said to me today. It is verse three from the song “Marvin’s Room:” “I think I’m addicted […]
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Rebounds Only Delay The Inevitable Need For Healing
A rebound relationship is defined as, “A relationship initiated shortly after a romantic breakup – before the feelings about the former relationship have been resolved,” according to a research study conducted by Brumbaugh and Fraley. I have never been so called out in my life when reading this definition, sitting back analyzing my most recent […]
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