I wanted to write this so anyone who finds the old posts I’ve written can see that these stories can have a happy ending. Being listened to and taken seriously and getting the help you need is undoubtedly an uphill battle, but it is not necessarily going to be your whole life. Someday it could be something you look back on.
I had fully intended to write 23 blog posts. FULLY. It just never happened, for a variety of reasons. Finishing up college for term took it out of me more than I thought it would, and I’ve been catching up on sleep and generally relaxing as best as I could. This particular post is about gratitude.
‘Art comes from a place of expression and it comes when it’s damn well ready.’ A Series of Erraticism on the art of loss and wading through grief.
Feminism is about equality. It is about women claiming their place in society, and essentially focuses on female empowerment, proving that we are worth more than just our faces. It is proving that we are capable, strong, valid
Hello to any of my current readers – it’s been a little while since I’ve written anything, and that’s because I’ve been getting my life in order! As an unofficial NY resolution, I’ve promised myself that I will try things that I may have otherwise procrastinated on doing. If I see something of interest to enter or volunteer for – I’m doing it. If I see a writing competition, or a volunteering slot reviewing books; something, anything and everything that I have space and time to participate in doing, I’m doing it. So far it’s working out quite well.