I have to learn to stop asking the universe for things. I told someone at the beginning of last year, “You know what? If I lose Y, the world better be prepared for what comes out of me because the art that comes out is going to be something.” I heard the death nell in … Continue reading Asking
When I was growing up, it was my greatest desire to be “daddy’s little girl.” I knew I was my mom’s “girl” but I felt that since I came first in the line up, I had dibs on being the apple of my dad’s eye. Somehow, this dialogue was born that my sister, the secondborn, … Continue reading Made in His Image
“Who cried a river and drowned the whole world And while she looks so sad in photographs I absolutely love her When she smiles”-“Absolutely” by Nine Days Sorry, once I started it, I knew that it needed to be finished or all of my fellow millennials’ minds would be broken waiting for the hook. Do … Continue reading This is the story of a girl…
That line from Shakespeare’s Hamlet struck me at my core the first time I remember hearing it from the stage. I had liked Shakespeare from the moment I was assigned the memorization of “Sonnet 116,” but this line may have cemented my devotion. “To thine own self be true.” A command. An imperative. A plea … Continue reading “To Thine Own Self Be True”
Lately, I have been in the interview circuit. At some point, the person (or people) across the table will ask me a question like the one in the heading. Sometimes at point blank. Sometimes through a barrage of questions. I try hard to represent myself in a way that feels authentic, but I can feel … Continue reading “Why Should We Invest in You?”
Those words fell through my mouth as I was speaking to a friend recently. I was in one of my counseling-not-counseling sessions. I said them for her and then immediately knew they were for me too. “Thank you for protecting me. I’m ready now.” That’s what you say when you realize that your past self has been fighting … Continue reading “Thank you for protecting me. I’m ready now.”
All these little bits add up. All these mini accolades help to fuel me and I am storing them up as I go along. They are one of the few tools that I am using to power my way through the ends of difficult runs and hard decisions. Continue reading Cheerleaders
…[H]onor where you are. This phrase has become a great motto for me as I journey to push myself. Continue reading Where You Are…
It made me begin to really explore my definition of what is “healthy.” I wanted to have a goal worth striving for that wasn’t a way to judge myself against others. Continue reading Responsibility
But there are times when I have held this against myself. “After all, how can one be the fighter that one needs to be in the situations I CRAVE if I am this big (bleeding/bloody) heart? You will just get trampled. You will be crushed and then how will you get up again? How will you go on?” I challenge myself. Continue reading On Bleeding Hearts…
Eating My Way Through It 