Anxiety, Depression, healing, Love, Relationships

Letters to burn

A few days ago, I woke up in a funk that I haven’t felt in months. I felt dread from the moment I opened my eyes. I was surrounded by doom. I started to visualize the dark shadows of depression and anxiety swirling around in my room. I peeked out my window in hopes of… Continue reading Letters to burn

Anxiety, Trauma

Whatever it takes.

A few weeks ago, I was working the closing shift at my second job. It was “Halloween dress up” night and I was wearing a pirate costume, although most people referred to me as a bar wench. That’s appropriate I guess, as I was serving beer. I felt a tad uncomfortable in my costume because… Continue reading Whatever it takes.

Anxiety, Depression, healing, Uncategorized

Getting right. At least for today.

I took the day off today and I feel guilty about that. I shouldn't. But I do. I woke up this morning and just couldn't get out of bed. My body is so tired. Working two jobs is kicking my butt. I love both of my jobs and I'm finally getting to a place where… Continue reading Getting right. At least for today.

Anxiety, Depression, Faith, healing, Relationships

Burned bridges, bucket lists and bare feet.

The other day I told someone that he’s not happy because he’s constantly reaching, chasing and searching for more. He’s missing out on so much joy because he’s not living in the moment. Then it hit me that I am also guilty. Seems that many of us are just never happy with what we have. We… Continue reading Burned bridges, bucket lists and bare feet.

Faith, healing, Love, Relationships, Uncategorized

Egg shells

“I spent so many years walking on egg shells….never doing or saying the right thing. One day I decided I’d had enough and stomped all over them. Those broken egg shells cut me deeply as I walked away…but this…was the most beautiful pain I had ever felt.” – S.L. Heaton For far too long, you’ve… Continue reading Egg shells