Suicide and Me: A Painful Confession

Overwhelmingly, the last year has left me questioning where I fit in and what kind of purpose I have. With each new hurt I stepped further and further away from nearly everyone I knew. I also stepped further and further away from myself. I stopped caring if I lived or...

Why I Can’t Choose Joy

Every once in a while a neat little catch phrase will come into the common vernacular and it seems to be all inclusive. It gets tossed around like a beach ball at a concert and is much the same; full of air and of little weight. It can give the user or hearer a little...

Beauty Standards and Sexual Abuse

This week my mom sent me a link to a blog post that hit me really hard. The message came with simple instructions, “Read this blog”, but I don’t think either my mother or myself were prepared for the intensity of the message I needed to receive. The...