From time to time, someone will ask me about myself. "Tell me about you." "What's your STORY?" My story? What is my story? Each and everyone of our stories are changing and writing themselves every single day. Our stories don't end until we die, or that's my belief. But what is my story or experience … Continue reading Your Story Doesn’t End Here
Yesterday was a milestone. 3 years clean. 3 years free from self harm. 3 years without causing pain to myself. 3 years free from the physical hurt one can do to him or herself. 3 years. 3 years of growth. 3 years of change. 3 years of adventure. 3 years of travel. 5 countries visited. … Continue reading 3 Years.
September is officially underway. With that being said, universities are back in session as classes dive headfirst into their lessons. My university, The University of North Alabama, started back two weeks ago. I have struggled with what to write about. As summer ends, we all compare what we thought our summers would be like when … Continue reading I Just Want to Believe in Me
“I restricted today. First time in 55 days. I’m so disappointed,” a friend, Lindsey, texted me several days ago. “I did it again today. I cut and haven’t eaten all day except a salad that I threw up.” This is a text from another friend of mine named Allisa. Texts like these two are not … Continue reading It gets better girl, just you wait
It is 5:45 p.m as Alex and I pull up to Parnassus Books in Nashville. Jamie Tworkowski, founder of To Write Love On Her Arms, is scheduled to start his book reading and signing at 6:30 p.m. We walk in to an already crowded, small bookstore. Supporters of the nonprofit organization fill the chairs set … Continue reading If You Feel Too Much