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I don't really know what else to say except that I'm trying to be a better person, a more whole person. I'm trying to be genuine and real. I'm trying to do the best I can in my life and relationships with other people. But, fuck, somedays it's hard.
Do I regret my choices? A part of me does. Sure, I want to go through life saying nO ReGRets~~ but who am I or you kidding?
Read a lil bit about my time in Amsterdam with both Alley and Vanessa- two huge inspirations of my life and the people that helped keep my head above water in a dark time of my life.
Duh, I got ice cream on the way to everything.
Hello all. I've been wanting to update my blog because a lot has happened in the past few months. I know that I've written about a lot of the bad stuff but honestly I had some of the best times right before leaving. Alley and Vanessa were there. Yvonne was (and is) there for me. So even though it's slightly bittersweet writing about it, I know I still need to do it. That it will help me heal. Anyways, here goes, enjoy! <3
It's #WorldMentalHealthDay so here's a blog post on what I've been dealing with for the past two weeks/and the past few months.
*Side note* The reason I'm making this post is because I know the importance of being honest and true online. I have an online presence-- people see my work and read my words... so, personally, it's extremely important for me to not hide the bad, gritty shit. Just as it's equally important for me to not speak about my life with merely emotions and anger.*
This blog post is basically just a story of me stalking a cat.
Trying to make a blog post without complaining is hard work. (LOL)
Why? It's exhausting to have to CONSTANTLY be fighting with yourself. It's a life long thing, ya know? It doesn't just go away. Not even with meds. The meds just makes it more bearable. It's like giving your brain armor. Armor isn't impenetrable, but it could save your life.