we should be providing a safe space for our young people to be who they are.
when the world seems like pure chaos,
at hurricane speed,
you have to hold onto something.
whatever it is.
whatever it takes.
we’d be fine to stay within the boundaries, but hopefully you have bigger plans for yourself than living a “just fine” life. you were made for adventure. for a whimsical, magical life. you have gifts the world needs.
how my recovery journey began.
how it continued.
what it took.
why i even did it.
two candles do not cancel each other out.
life is more poetic than that.
we light up rooms together.
it is time for me to be exactly who i am
it is time for me to exhale
to be the most me i have ever been,
i have to embrace the freedom i’ve been given
and rest in the wilderness.
in my darkness there have been many cracks of light. To Write Love on Her Arms introduced the idea that I was not alone. that we can make it out of the darkness, hand in hand.