Millions of people are suffering from “invisible illnesses” all over the world yet somehow we can’t wrap our heads around this huge issue, there is still a major stigma, and an incredible lack of resources in the United States and elsewhere for people struggling with mental illness. Tomorrow is my father’s birthday. He would have … Continue reading National Semicolon Day →

I feel like every time I hop on here it seems like I'm complaining or I just have this super depressing life which is not the case AT ALL. This has been a healthy place for me to blow off steam, vent, get things off my chest, and put my thoughts somewhere. Which is exactly … Continue reading Vent →

“The women whom I love and admire for their strength and grace did not get that way because shit worked out. They got that way because shit went wrong and they handled it. They handled it in a thousand different ways on a thousand different days, but they handled it. Those women are my superheroes.”

I had my own notion of grief. I thought it was the sad time That followed the death of someone you love. And you had to push through it To get to the other side. But I'm learning there is no other side. There is no pushing through. But rather, There is absorption. Adjustment. Acceptance. … Continue reading How I wish I could go back in time… →

Exactly 6 months ago I had one of my last phone calls with my father. What I would give to be back in the moment and beg him to stay, remind him that this too shall pass, book him a ticket to come see his granddaughter, listen, be there for him.....ANYTHING. I'm doing a lot … Continue reading 6 months →