
I don’t like the way I act, sometimes.
An April update, and a hope for May, to sit with my feelings.
An April update, and a hope for May, to sit with my feelings.
Once you peel off the layers made by others, it doesn't always mean you know what's at the core.
Here's a promise I'm making to myself.
Letting go and moving on, because it's a brand new day.
Did I suddenly hear Taylor Swift's Mirrorball playing in my head in the middle of writing this? Yeah.
Here's a bit of an encouragement.
I was so frustrated with how a day went that I had to sit and write my first poem.