Fire Inside Me.

Trigger warning: Extensive discussion of anxiety and panic attacks.    It burns deeps within me, a fire smouldering in my gut. It eats at my mind, at my patience, feeding on my worries, embers turning to bonfires. It grows up inside me, overwhelming, overtaking. This burning, unsettling, sickening fire in my stomach. Anxiety. The molehills...

Pixie

I've been called many things...   weak. stupid. fragile. pathetic. overemotional.     I've been all of those things. I don't argue when people give me those labels.   But I'm learning to accept new names. New labels. To embrace more words that capture my being.   Badass pixie. Butterfly. Wonder Woman. Strong. Capable. Enough....

String Lights

Trigger warning: This post contains an extensive discussion of anorexia and death. 

It is not the answer.

Trigger warning: This post contains an extensive discussion of self-harm and depression. While I was searching for what I wanted to say this week, I found a piece of writing within my collection, a piece written in one of my worse moments. But within it I found what I wanted to speak about and I...

Daddy

He arrives home from work still wearing his grease covered uniform, having completed yet another long day working underneath a tractor trailer.  He isn't smiling, but I know that's from the fatigue.  He works so hard to take care of Precious and me.  We both greet him as he heads to the dining room table...

I’m Not Through The Night.

Trigger Warning: Mention of Eating Disorders. The other night, I was listening to Pandora Radio and a song came up that caught my attention. Courage by Superchick. If you read my last post, you will know that music means a lot to me. Songs, especially ones with powerful messages, just resonate with me so much and they often express how I feel when I don’t know what to say. This particular song deals with eating disorders and self-image. While I do not personally struggle with these things, I feel for all those who do. Even so, the words struck a chord in my heart. I often listen to songs without really listening to the messages they are declaring, but I am glad I listened to this one. The message is the one that we are saying: you are not alone...

Feel the Music in your Soul

Feel the Music in Your Soul I sit down at the piano, my foot moving to the pedal, my fingers placed on top of the keys. The keys are cold but familiar as I play the first note. My eyes flick back and forth between the keys and the music I am reading, note after...

Journals

You probably already know that I love writing.  I've been writing on this blog for several months, using one of my favorite things in the world to show others that they're not alone.  I've been writing in general since I was little, writing my first fanfiction when I was six and my first novel when I was...

The Beauty of Rain

I like rain.   I have always liked rain, despite it being the cause of some uncomfortable colds in July.   Soft, little drizzles that just make everything a little foggy and misty and damp.   Hard, jagged pounding that soaks you through in a matter of seconds.   Rain coupled with thunderstorms that rumble...

Spring in the Underworld

Hey there, Lovely Reader! I love music. I bet you love it too. I listen to everything, well, except some of those meaningless cliché songs that the radio plays over and over again, but other than those, I really do find something I like in everything. Listening to music is an everyday thing. I'm sure...