I trust nothing anymore. No one. Myself least of all. My history is less than reliable, and my instincts clouded by years of traumatic response. Why should I believe anything that I interpret to be true? I’m eternally hopeful, wretchedly searching, begging for the scraps of love that any careless encounter might accidentally offer. It... Continue Reading →
Hello, sweet soul. I know that you feel lost and confused on this journey we call life. You look around you and everyone else seems to know what they want. You tried on a few ideas because they sounded good, but nothing ever sticks. None of it satisfies you. And yet, despite your unwillingness to... Continue Reading →
The. Stories. Are. Lies. You are worthy. You are beautiful. You are so incredibly lovable. There is not another person like you in the entire world.