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I’ve been told that writing this blog is brave. I don’t agree. I think it is part of the process of healing myself. It is when I do things that I am afraid to do that makes me feel brave. 625 more words


The Beginning....

Sometimes I wonder how my life ended up this way. What I did to deserve feeling so down and hopeless all the time. I am 24 years old and have no sense of who I am, why I am here and what my purpose in this world is. 310 more words


I haven’t been posting so much the last couple of weeks. I don’t know what to say. Which is VERY unusual for me. It’s not that I don’t have anything to write, it’s that there’s just so much. 812 more words


A walk in the rain washes away the bad. Now I'm ready for a fresh start.

Things have been a roller coaster to say the least. But as I was walking in the rain this morning I couldn’t help but feel fresh, excited and ready to begin again. 175 more words


“Finding you, found myself.  Found myself, finding myself.  Finding myself, found you.”


Holding On


I did this for so many years. I believed that anyone could change and that there was hope for every single person. Maybe there is but not in the way that I thought. 418 more words


My Quest

There comes a time in everyone’s life where they stand at a crossroad. One way is safe and clearly outlined, while the other is jagged and sometimes dangerous. 252 more words

Finding Myself