Last week I started getting panic attacks again.An all out black fear that wouldn't let me breathe.It tried to convince me God doesn't exist.And I was choking on that lie, that misguided belief.Before Jesus, I pretty much ascribed to the theory that my mind was dented sometime during the manufacturing process and all of my… Continue reading All the thoughts in my head.
I started an email account for my daughter when she was a baby. And I wrote emails to her pretty regularly so you have to imagine that inbox looking like the chronicled thoughts of a post-partum lunatic. I mean, I don't want to brag, but at some points in my life, I could have definitely… Continue reading Finding road, not water.
My Job period is coming to a close. If you haven't heard me screaming from my rooftop and seen the clumps of hair I've been scattering through the city, then let me bring you up to speed: I'm thirty-three-years-old. And I've been battling acne. It's been a hard turn of events for someone who was… Continue reading To suffering: until we meet again.
Like, no. I'm writing with the purpose of publishing my work and achieving my dreams. This is insanity when you think about it. I had a short stint of blogging and getting somewhat popular with the whole blog thing and publishing a book with a publishing company and being a small time big star on… Continue reading Cuter than a bucket full of baby chicks.