Hello again friends. Look at that; I promised I would write again soon, and here I am. In my last post, I talked about some topics that I was hoping to cover over the next little while. One of those topics is faith. This can be a very polarizing topic, and so I haven't written … Continue reading Witness Me: An Exvangelical Testimony – Ep. I
It's December 31st. Which means its time to reflect on the past year!!!!! Hoooraaaay. This year has been a little bit insane. And not just because I'm me. I had one of the biggest changes I've ever been through happen this fall - I LIVE WITH A BOY NOW. I know you all knew that, … Continue reading 6ix Life and The Healing Power of Bunz.
FRIENDS. I promise I am alive. The last two months or so have been insanely busy and exhausting. And it's because I'm moving. Well, trying to at least. And I have to tell you, it's the worst. If you can avoid it, just don't do it. And I'm only RENTING. I can't even imagine trying … Continue reading Moving is the worst and I am tired.
As a person who struggles with mental illness, it's been really important to me over the last couple of years to really focus on getting better, and getting better at taking care of myself. Self-care is a really weird thing, because it looks different for every single person. Some things may help some people to … Continue reading Self-Care n’ Stuff: Tunnel Songs
Dear Carrie, It's been almost a month since you went to be with the Force. It all still hurts and it all still doesn't feel real. I'm grieving for your Billie. I'm so sorry that she lost you so soon. I've been reading everything that I can get my hands on about you. And I'm … Continue reading Dear Carrie: A Love Letter.
It's true - grief is just like death; a thief in the night. Actually, it's more like an open wound that has mostly healed and is pretty itchy and you scratch it every once in a while as a reminder that it's there and to get some relief. And then it hasn't been itchy in … Continue reading Grief is a Tricksey Hobbit.
Most people who know me know that I'm mentally ill. I'm usually not embarrassed to talk about it, or to share my experiences with anyone who cares to ask. The only way to change how the world sees people who are mentally ill is to be loud about our experiences and how we need to … Continue reading The Uninvited Houseguest.