My father is reading “The Song of Achilles” by Madeline Miller and shared with me the following dialogue exchange from the novel: “I will leave, if there will be trouble.” “Do not let what you have gained this day be so easily lost.” He asked me to contemplate these sentiments, to reflect. If I’m honest,… Continue reading I Will Leave.
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So, I’m the worst?
There is something particularly gutting about someone telling you that you aren’t communicating well. That seems an overly general statement, as I’m not sure that everyone feels that way. I do. If I’m being completely candid, there are times that my brain is moving faster than my mouth. It’s my heart, too. There are all… Continue reading So, I’m the worst?
Dream….Bigger.
On this blog, I’ve often pondered the notion of authenticity and also, connection. And then, the intersection between the two concepts. I think when we are struggling with a sense of who we are and what we want and what we need, the connections that we form are tenuous and threatened. I think sometimes when… Continue reading Dream….Bigger.
This Sea Has The Worst Fish.
I made the horrendous mistake of getting back on a dating site for a half a minute. I know, I know: your sister/best friend/uncle/neighbor/co-worker met the love of their lives on a dating site. I don’t doubt it. In fact, I know people who have done just that. I’m not a doubter except that, well,… Continue reading This Sea Has The Worst Fish.
Optimistic, but Fragile.
I felt real fucking salty when I woke up this morning to a flurry of messages for International Women’s Day. I’m not even sure where to begin, to be honest. Well, I guess I’ll start here… I was speaking with a close friend yesterday about future professional aspiration. I was sharing that I had been… Continue reading Optimistic, but Fragile.
Trust the Overthinker.
I saw a quote online the other day that read: “Trust the overthinker who tells you they love you. They have, most assuredly, thought of every reason not to.” I felt this so hard. I am, after all, a prime time overthinker. I spend most of my time trying to figure out what people are… Continue reading Trust the Overthinker.
Girl Math.
I saw this ad on Instagram the other day for something. I mean, it obviously did not do the job because I can’t remember for the life of me what it was. Something, anyway. The advertisement was focused on a sale and the verbiage used was as follows: girl math. I fucking saw red. That’s… Continue reading Girl Math.
Carve Out the Bad Sh*t.
I just read the short story Tender by Cherline Bazile. I’m a great lover of short stories for so many reasons, and I desire to write them well, but alas, I’d have to condense my words and thoughts and that is not a forte of mine. Anyway, I digress. I don’t want to give away… Continue reading Carve Out the Bad Sh*t.
A Hill to Die On.
I recently called a mentor of mine (was, is, not sure) to talk about something that was bothering me. There was a situation that I felt was patently unfair and if I’m being honest, I wanted a sympathetic ear. I’m not sure I was actually seeking advice. Maybe I was, but the biggest part of… Continue reading A Hill to Die On.
Dear John.
Dear John, I’ve been giving a lot of thought to our relationship. Well, I’ve been giving a lot of consideration to my relationships in 2023. Anyway, I’ve been reflecting. Also, analyzing. And then, a wee bit of overthinking. Okay, okay, you got me: there’s been a tremendous amount of thinking. It’s not very helpful that… Continue reading Dear John.
