The other day on my Instagram story, I shared a situation I felt very strongly about. During this story, I vented about how I disagree with the use of shock collars for pets. Here is what happened and my argument: I went into the bank to change my official name, and sat down with a…Read more Letting Go
Today is Luna Mango's fourth birthday! I cannot believe how much a tiny, little kitty has changed my life. She is the sweetest little girl, just like her sister was. It is also very bittersweet; our sweetest puppy will celebrate her sister's and all the rest of her birthdays in Heaven. Looking through the stages…Read more Happy Birthday Luna Mango!
I'm going to be quite honest. This is something that I still struggle with, literally on a daily basis. I feel like I keep getting bigger; some days I am okay with it because I can see the muscle and feel my strength. And some days I hate how soft and full my body is.…Read more I’m on a mission to truly love my body.
Human beings are very complex and confusing creatures. As I get older, I realize that there are constantly challenges that face me, and I wonder if I will ever have a grasp on my own being. Finding my identity feels so close, yet not within arms length. I have always been the most emotional person…Read more Sensitive vs. Dramatic / Feel your Feelings
Regret is not something I claim. There are mistakes in my life, but I believe they all have taught me lessons. Sometimes the lesson is simply "don't do that again," or maybe the explanation is much deeper. Whatever the mistakes, everything has brought me right here, where I am meant to be. If I were…Read more 11 Simple Things I Would Tell My Younger Self
When I was a freshman in college, I had an experience with sexual assault. I never thought I would be sharing this, for various reasons. I think one of the main reasons I couldn't see myself sharing this trauma is because I couldn't admit it happened. I was not raped, beaten, bleeding, or severely injured.…Read more One night..
My first grandparent passed away when I was in the sixth grade. I remember it more clearly than the loss of my other grandparents, not because of his significance but because it was my first traumatic loss. He had pancreatic cancer and passed away within 8 weeks of his diagnosis. A few days after Christmas.…Read more Loss never really gets easier