I wanted to start this series as a means of getting my story out there. I have been hard pressed to find stories similar to my own, and if I do then there usually is not enough background information (at least to satisfy my own curiosity). This is just part…
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Grief is a Ghost
By the time I was 13 I had been to more funerals than my friends have been to in their entire lives. Coming from a large Irish Catholic family it was normal, and shielding your children from the realities of a funeral was not an option; you went and you…
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Self Worth
For the majority of my life my self worth was tied to my appearance. I had no concept of being worthy or not outside of what I looked like- mainly how much I weighed. It is very cliche, and I am sure the majority of women have this same realization…
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Age is but a number, right?
Age is just a number! That’s always what people say whenever you start getting older, a somewhat meaningless platitude that most don’t even think about. Tomorrow, I turn 27. The last day of Aquarius season, in the midst of winter, I’ve always loved this time of year. This year, one…
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Morning Anxiety
Waking up in the morning has never been a strong suit of mine. I have always aspired to be a morning person, someone who wakes up with the sun, has a slow morning of coffee and reflection before starting the day. I am envious of those who seem to naturally…
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Just Start.
Just start. That seems to be the theme of my life recently. Just start, just do it and it will be okay. Whether it is raining, or I am tired, or anxious. I spend too much time in my head thinking about all of the things I want to do,…