notes in the margins: roots and fruits

What kind of fruit are you bearing? A number of people have called me a perfectionist. I’m not a fan of the term because I don’t see myself as one. At all. I am particular and sometimes stubborn, but that’s not a perfectionist. However, there are few things that I have accept and appreciate with... Continue Reading →

qotw: self-love

If you really want to know who loves you for you, start loving yourself. First of all, I am loved. I am loved by amazing people who show it various ways, even if they curse me out, because clearly, I needed to be checked. I am extremely lucky to have people who are just a... Continue Reading →

Why am I here?

At 3:32pm EST on October 10, 2017,  I asked myself a question and answered it... Why am I here? Why is the reality I thought I was going to live not yet materialized? I stare at the computer screen and sip my Earl Grey and peppermint tea to subside my second round of cluster headaches... Continue Reading →

qotw: the light and the darkness

“maybe dawn is not in the sunlight every morning, maybe it is in the middle of the night when you hold yourself against the darkness. you are sitting quietly and feeling yourself break apart yet knowing this hour, this very hour, you are finding yourself. maybe this is your dawn. maybe for you, the first... Continue Reading →

eye ii eye

our eyes met and everything that she felt, i saw--the pain, disappointment, rejection. we hold our stares in search of answers to our questions she held her stare hoping… hoping I could say something comforting i wonder why she can’t accept the morbidly slow process of healing, no patience…maybe there is no resolve, just expressions... Continue Reading →

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