As I look into the mirror, a 9 year old me stares back. My hands move to touch my stomach, my arms & thighs. My fingers pinching and pushing my youth as I go. “What is this?” I think, “when did all of this get here?” All of a sudden, I feel her. She sits […]Read More A “friend” and a mask.
I honestly feel like I am going to explode sometimes with the dialogue/emotions/daydreams/anxiety that runs throughout my body. Everyone will always ask “well, where is it coming from? What’s the starting point? Find that and it will all go away.” Welllllll, I WISH I knew what the starting point was, it would be friggin’ grand […]Read More I love myself & I hate myself: New RomCom coming soon.
I kind of don’t understand the fickle human I am sometimes. Like I have learned how to be vulnerable, why to do it and the support it brings and yet…. I don’t wanna do it all the time. I have learned the pattern of my mood and know when it severely drops and what I […]Read More Fickle Humans, Fickle Life
Today marks 7 years since choosing to be in recovery from my eating disorder and to choose a healthy life living with a mental health disorder instead of being a servant to it. HUZZAH. PRAISE GOD. HOW DA HAIL HAVE I MADE IT. Honestly. I didn’t really know if I should even celebrate it this […]Read More 7 years.
Okay, so. Here I go, here I go, here I go again (again?) Girls, what’s my weakness? (Men!) Omg. Secrets out. I love salt-n-pepa. But on a more serious note, I was feeling nostalgic and read through my journal (I am writing in right now) today. Honestly, it was cool but also somewhat sad because […]Read More Omg. My struggles actually prepare me for better things.
I know it’s been F-O-R-E-V-E-R since I’ve written on this sweet ol’ thing & I really want to change that. I’ve actually been thinking about a lot of things in my life that I want to change so that I can stay present and live in the moment. One of those things was deleting my […]Read More
Okaaaaaay, before we read about Tanner’s awesome video art piece, I first need to give a little introduction about this gem of a dude. Tanner is one of the most real, kind and loving people I have ever met. He is the real deal. He’s so talented and he shares his talents in so many […]Read More Love my baggage.
So, ya girl is graduating this week. I know what you’re thinking. PRAISE GOD. Oh don’t you worry, I am. But as this week was approaching, my pubescent trials of my past came knocking on my door. Actually, no. More like robbing me and then making permanent residence. I literally broke out on my ENTIRE […]Read More Third Eye Blind needs to recruit me to be in their band.
YOU HEARD ME RIGHT. To hell with it. I love looking at it, I love admiring it, but I LOATHE getting graded for it. You might say, “Oh, dear Emily. We all go through those classes that tell us we’re not good at something. We have our weaknesses but remember, remember dear one, your strengths.” […]Read More To hell with art.
Pedestal’s. Pedi’s. Pedeste’s. Whatever you call it, everyone knows what a pedestal is. We know them because we create them all of the time. Or at least I do. I am an extraordinary builder of pedestal’s. I build pedestal’s and put people on them all the while I am looking up at them thinking “I’ll […]Read More Let me make this pedestal a wee bit taller