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But time and time again, I’m reminded that because of my skin, I’ll never actually be like you…
Within those walls were the very foundations of my beginning of my life, my creation as a person…
Being six, I didn’t understand what was going on—just that my mother was no longer going to be driving me around…
I was floating along in life without any meaning…and when I look back, I realize that was a horrible way to live…
I was 15 when I was told, “It didn’t happen to you.”
My eyes widen and my blood ran cold. I remember thinking, “Excuse me?” What on earth could this person mean by “it didn’t happen to me?”
We, in fact, have a problem. We have an addiction to labeling…
It’s more than just worrying about how we’ll stay young forever. It’s about listening to our bodies, listening to our skin and taking care of ourselves.
For those who don’t know, ghosting is the nicer term for “ignoring someone, permanently.” In other words, it’s used as an excuse to fade from someone’s life, while “relinquishing” all kinds “responsibility” from the relationship.
And then there were police in my mother’s bedroom, trying to help the paramedics. But you see, my mother didn’t want to go…