Faster Than A Hairpin Trigger

Though I have not forgotten the past, I have chosen to forgive. And I did not choose to do this for the well-being of others. I decided to do it for mine – so I could let go of my anger. I did it so I could give myself peace.

The Day the Music Died

“So I left. And I stayed away for thirteen years. And it was my choice - so I’ve always hated how the older generation would blame my mom’s family, as if they had shackled me to the bed to keep me from coming back. They didn’t - I chose to stay away. But no one would ever dare consider that, because then they’d have to ask why. And if they do, I’m not about to lie to make anyone feel better about themselves.”

A Rose By No Other Name

I became a different person when that chapter closed - I became uncaring. Cold. Angry. Spiteful. Ungrateful. I became the bitch I always said I was. And for that, I am very, very sorry.

Of Liking Halves But Loving Wholes

I'm a firm believer that you can't just love parts of people. You can't just love them when they're fun to be with, or when they're the best version of themselves. I still think loving someone - really loving someone - means that you take the good with the bad. That you love them at…

17.13: This One’s for You

My Life in Verse To the one who said she would always defend... To the one who said we'd always be friends... To the one who I will always regret... To the one who will never, ever forget... To the one who still cannot forgive... To the one who said she would never leave... To…