You closed the door. You turned on the music. You lit the candle. You placed that soft, heavy blanket over your lap. You are here, now. Remember where you’ve been, but only to help you appreciate this place you are now. Dream about where you’re going, but only to feel excited for the possibilities. Your … Continue reading You are here, now.
It didn’t really occur to me that I was depressed. I was certain I was failing at life. I watched other people - family, friends, random shoppers at the grocery store, the couple on the next towel at the beach. I watched and I studied. Sometimes we made eye contact. Wait a minute, I thought … Continue reading Why I Write
Dear old me, I remember how it feels to know there has to be a different way. There is a different way, you just have to find it. There’s a whole life waiting for you. And it’s time. I know you can’t see that path running parallel to the one you’re on now, but it’s … Continue reading A letter to me