They say life will continue to teach you the same lesson over and over again until the lesson is learned. Like it’s some kind of punishment for being inept at learning. Almost like you’re being stupid by not learning it. Maybe that’s my trauma talking but here me out- I think I’m beginning to disagree…
Tag: singlelife
It Probably Sounds Like
How do you really say “I’ll miss you for always but I’ll hold you never” in a text anyway? It probably sounds like “here’s this article it made me think of you.” To which the last response will always read “read on 2/14”- a grey bubble never to see blue again. The unspoken words carried…
Never Just I Love You
Sometimes I just feel really difficult to love. Like I should somehow feel thankful to be cared about and at the same time apologetic about needing love at all. And not just needing love, but needing it HOW I need it in order to FEEL loved. Like somehow “I’m sorry” and “Thank You” are the…
What’s Age Got to Do with It?
Lately I’ve been contemplating at what age it is you accept yourself for who you actually are? Not who you want to be, who you’re trying to become, or who others see you as. I mean truly accept yourself? I feel like I struggle with this because for most of my life I watched my…
AnxietSHE- Power in Acknowledging
My anxiety has continued to grow to new heights over the last 3 years. It comes and goes in waves, as it has for my entire life, the difference is in the past I held no space for its existence. My thought process was if I just kept going, there would be no time for…
Letters She’ll Never Send IX
I answered quickly in defense. I matched your energy to avoid the reaction of pain that was instant. “Look I love you but I’d never date you.” “You think I don’t know that?” “We’d kill each other. I think we tried this in a past life and learned that.” “I know that. Is that what…
Letters She’ll Never Send VIII
I need to know there are moments for you too. The moments you miss me so much it’s unbearable. Your chest aches just a little and you think about the way I smile when you say something absurd. The moments where you realize we were barely strangers when we figured out that the air was…
Note to Self: Be. brave.
I’ve had this blog for a little over five years it turns out. You know how I know? Because WordPress reminded me this year when it was almost time to renew my site dues. “Congratulations! You’ve had your virtual space for five years, now run me my money b*tch.” And that’s basically all she wrote….
The Missadventure Chronicles 