Throughout my life, I have gained and lost many friendships. Each situation is different. People grow apart, people change, priorities shift and sometimes people are just shitty. I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve been that shitty person. But I always end up taking away more from a lost friendship, than I had gained… Continue reading Hidden treasures
Saturday night, a “friend” of mine called me a “nice piece” repeatedly, followed by asking my boyfriend several times if he was going to “tap that”. A year ago, I would have awkwardly laughed about this while boiling on the inside. I would have nervously said “oh knock it off” with a fake smile on… Continue reading You say I’m a bitch like it’s a bad thing…
I know of two men who have gotten away with rape. I know this for a fact because both times, it happened to me. They are two very different scenarios, but both events have had a tremendous effect on me. I know it might seem far-fetched. Being raped once is hard enough to fathom. But… Continue reading A very flawed system.
There’s a sign in my kitchen that reads “Today's Menu – Take It or Leave It”. I’ve had that sign for 10 years. I’ve always thought it was cute. This morning, I read it differently. I started to think about how funny it is that I have this sign, and yet that’s not how I… Continue reading The beauty in emotional vulnerability.
My miracle. I have always prayed to God, for as long as I can remember. As a child, I didn’t go to church every Sunday, but we did go occasionally. It was the First Baptist Church and I remember my grandparents singing in front of everyone and Pastor Jay, who was the nicest man. I… Continue reading How I know God is real.
My heart is beating so fast, I think it might explode. I feel dizzy. My shoulders are bunched up and I can actually feel the knots forming in my back. I don’t want anyone to see me like this. It will be too embarrassing. I’m acting crazy. I’m fearing the worst possible scenario. My face… Continue reading The black cloud.
The first time I starved myself was shortly after my dad died. I was swimming in our family pool with my 3 year old son and as I was getting out of the pool, someone had made a comment to me about my cellulite. That was all it took. That was the trigger. Anorexia is… Continue reading My battle with food.
I am blessed to be the mother of two sons. One proudly serves our country and the other is an outdoorsman who loves all things Tupac. I’ve often joked that God knew what He was doing when He gave me two sons because there is no way I could handle a mini-me. But as I… Continue reading To the daughter I never had.
I have been in therapy since I was 24. When my dad died, I couldn't get a hold of myself. Everything about me was just...dark. I would come home every day and try so hard to be the best mom I could be to my little boy, but I would always end up retreating into… Continue reading I’m O.K. You’re O.K.
Countless times in my life, I have forgiven someone without getting an apology. I chose to forgive so I could move on with my life and not be burdened with resentment. More often than not, I can walk away from the person who wronged me and know that I’m better off without them in my… Continue reading The power of “I’m sorry”