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  • New Year, Same Me – Revisited

    Sometimes, I fall into the trap of believing that I am the most unsuccessful, incapable person that has ever existed. I look at the list of my accomplishments, and they’re always towered by my list of ‘to do’s.’ I’m never content with myself, because I have an unreasonably high standard for myself. My brain both Read more

  • No More

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    When I was eight years old, I stared up at my father in tears, as he held a gun to my face. It’s a memory burned in my brain, a night I can never forget. Hearing the crash, watching him stand over me, hiding with my sister, running barefoot to our neighbors for safety; watching Read more