I’m bringing [Jordan] back…

Sometimes I wonder: Will anyone ever understand me the way my ex did?  OK, I can already pinpoint this thought as a distorted cognition caused by the cognitive dissonance I feel as a survivor of abuse, but bear with me on my disillusioned trip to La La Land. Fact: I was only 16 when I … Continue reading

A closet of memories

Today I realized I have a soft heart and a hard time letting go… of everything, really.  A state of OCD kicked in earlier this morning and I began color coordinating my closet—yes, I just admitted that.  Summer classes finally wrapped last week and rather than go out with my girls one more day and … Continue reading

The Solid Truth

“Yet what keeps me from dissolving right now into a complete fairy-tale shimmer is this solid truth, a truth which has veritably built my bones over the last few years—I was not rescued by a prince; I was the administrator of my own rescue.” (–Elizabeth Gilbert) (Photo courtesy of Tumblr)