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I Lost You, My Friend, To The Fire Of Addiction.

You were the catalyst for a party or an excuse for a cocktail. When you walked into a room, the energy was electric, and no one but me saw your pain. I know you tried to prevent the wounds from bleeding and from being a huge mess, yet there wasn’t a Band-Aid big enough to stop the ...

you & me

Growing New Roots By Letting Go Of Your Ghosts.

I’m going to do this the only way I know how -- one day at a time. One action, revealing the next. One focus, yielding progress. One green light, opening the road of possibility. Of hope. Of opportunity. Of believing that the best is here, and I have everything in myself to co-create with it.

you & me

Dining With Shame.

I just want to consume something in equal measure to the pain and sadness that consumes me daily.

wisdom

For All The Women Who Came Before Me.

I see your hurt and hunger. I support your right to stand up and be counted. I champion your individuality and unique glory. For every scar that is stamped onto your being, a remnant makes its way to mine.

happiness

Froid: Running Free And Wild With Flowers In My Hair.

I will run for hope -- against emotional trauma, eating disorders, domestic violence, and for education. I will run for love.

wisdom

Being Raw & Vulnerable With The Wolf At The Door.

Courage moves through the chaos, one steady step at a time. Your heartache is like a free fall. You can scramble to fill the void, grabbing for whatever fix you can to numb the jagged edges. You can also persevere with quiet dignity. In every moment there are choices, even in survival mode.

world

The Void that Begged to be Filled with Vengeance.

My responsibility is to myself. When I am quiet long enough, my heart shows me what actions to take. My body follows suit. Tears spill, washing away the dirt you’ve poured over me.

void

I Lost You, My Friend, To The Fire Of Addiction.

Growing New Roots By Letting Go Of Your Ghosts.

Dining With Shame.

For All The Women Who Came Before Me.

Froid: Running Free And Wild With Flowers In My Hair.

Being Raw & Vulnerable With The Wolf At The Door.

The Void that Begged to be Filled with Vengeance.

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