Stagnant energy filled her soul. Exhaustion permeating ever bone in her body. Day after day, all the same. She was frazzled. That’s the best word to describe it. Anxiety and emotional turmoil finally beat her down so that she frayed at the edges. It had a name. As with any demon, knowing it’s name gave … More The demon frazzle
Exhaustion plagued every moment. She slept but was greeted with her mind’s twisted visions. On awakening, she never felt awake. She struggled through each day, being constantly pushed back into the grips of exhaustion. She was so tired. When would it get better? The loneliness had it’s claws around her. No matter how hard she … More Fighting destiny, letting life happen on life’s terms
My tarot journey began in August and has been a transformative one thus far. Today I’m going to share a little about my current practices and my week to come. I start each morning off with a single card pull, asking the deck what it needs to show me today. I record this card in … More Death and Rebirth, a week of transformation is coming
A year ago her life felt hopeless. She was lost, adrift at sea. Today she has conquered many fears, faced her past, and branched out. She faces new challenges as mountains to climb. Hard work, yes, but the high of reaching the summit pushes her forward. She can and will conquer all challenges.
That voice in your head telling you not to try, you’ll only get hurt. Silence it. That voice telling you you aren’t good enough, tell it you are. That feeling in the pit of your stomach that fears the worst case, breathe through it. She always wanted to give into the fear, to run away, … More The voice of fear
Full moon rises, signaling the final cycle of summer. With it comes waves of emotions as it pulls at us. What did the last month bring? What will next month bring? What does she need to be rid of? She reflected on the powers controlling her, realizing how much she was influenced by others still. … More Harvest Moon Rises
Life can be overwhelming. The world is in chaos. Anxiety sets in, wrapping it’s fingers around her chest. Squeezing, suffocating. All-consuming, no way out. Cold laughter, it’s winning. Breath comes shorter, harder, shallower, more and more difficult. Vision fogs, brain stops functioning. Surely this is death. Must escape. This is not death. This is yet … More Breathe—The cold hands of anxiety
One year. One year of choices made. One year of growing up, of radical change, of heartbreak, of joy, of newfound friendship, new family, new everything. They said no major changes in the first year, but she changed it all. She became The Girl again. She found her voice. She found her freedom. It had … More She was a force of nature— Reflecting on one year of sobriety and finding herself again
The demons began to retreat. She had found a new, stronger voice. The voice of self-acceptance and understanding. She was not cursed, nor possessed, but deeply hurt—hurt by a wound she had never known how to heal. For years the demons whispered, then screamed that she wasn’t good enough—never would be. She believed them, for … More And she flourished, a response to 2012— The darkness within a 19 year-old girl’s mind. Written 8 years later.
That Imperfect Girl 