“Maybe you should try to write this out,” she said. Little did she know, the ache to write was running through my mind. I could physically feel my body needing to write. I shouldn’t be surprised she suggested to write… she knows me like the back of her hand. She knows me a little better…
Tag: MentalHealth
And So She Stops
The cool wind flows through her long curly hair. Her nose pink from the crisp Autumn air. The sound of children laughing and running around the playground. She sits there on a bench alone wonder how her life turned out the way it did. Oh, how life use to be so innocent. She was innocent….
An Open Letter to the One Struggling to get Out of Bed
Hi, my Dear Friend, If no one told you, let me be the one who does. I see you. I see the pain in your eyes. I see the heavy weight you are carrying. I know you think the only safe place is your bed. I know the hours and days you spend curled in…
Stop – Be Confident
Over the years when I found myself in a season of darkness, I would try my best to hold it all together. That’s what our world does. We hide behind the makeup, the things we have, and the biggest one, social media. Not only did I hide from the ones around me, but I hide…
Rustic Horseshoe 