It’s literally the end of the year. Not the after-Christmas , fully shut-down, world-is-quiet part of the year — but close enough. Finals are done. The holidays have arrived. And I’m finally at a point where I can breathe for a moment, look around, and actually be realistic about where I am and what I need to do with my life. This year… This has been the worst year of my life. Not because everything fell apart — but because everything finally caught up to me. And now that I’m

For real — why did I grow so soft? Yesterday was someone’s birthday. And truthfully, it was never my intention to reach out. I had cut...

A lot of hell happened this month— and the month isn’t even over yet.  I’ve been sitting with this question, circling in my mind like a...

I feel like the truth is— things are going to get worse before they get better . And I have to be prepared for all of that. I have to be...