simplistic believer. soul searcher. fear conqueror. deep lover. unrealistic dreamer. & forever finding my own voice in this chaotically, beautiful world.
- the above pictures were taken within 8 hours of each other. the left; I had been up all night. my entire body hurt & I was violently ill because of medicine I have to take to treat one disease. the right; I showered, pulled myself together and gave the day all the energy I… Continue reading “But you don’t look sick. . .” 🙄🙄🙄
On this day three years ago I walked into the hospital ready to make a change. Ready to put in the work to live a healthier life. Ready to face whatever challenges came my way. Ready to focus on myself. In these last 3+ years (I started my VSG journey almost a year before my… Continue reading Happy Three Year Surgiversary to Meeee. 🎉
With so much negativity and chaos in the world today & Thanksgiving fast approaching I figured it’s the perfect time to reflect on what exactly I am thankful for from this past year. & maybe this can or will encourage others to dig deep past the heartache of this year and remember how blessed we… Continue reading It’s November; Let’s Talk About Being Thankful
Or maybe I was strong all along & they just made me prove it. 🖤🖤🖤 It is as dark as the midnight sky; not even the shimmer of a star do you see glowing in your eye. The night has swallowed the moon and it's dim glow; you try to feel your way. don't step… Continue reading My dark days made me strong. . .
Yep, I’m admitting it. There are moments, days and even weeks that I feel like I will go off at any moment. Tick tick tick. . . 💣 Generally I’m viewed as having a pretty type A personality. I live for plans, sticking to plans, and always having a back up plan ready to go.… Continue reading 💣 Fragile; Like a Bomb 💥
“May the bridges I burn light the way.” - Dylan McKay
Today is a freakin’ day. . You know one of those days you’re good not having again; ever, ever again in this lifetime.
In the last twelve-ish years since my Poppa passed away I have felt any and all emotions you can imagine surrounding Father’s Day. The first several chapters of the book I started to write of a life without my Poppa I would lock myself in my room and fall into my own pit of sadness… Continue reading Oh Bittersweet Father’s Day
Your opinion is yours and yours alone. You have no right to judge another from your pedestal or throne. You’re entitled to believe whatever you choose. This isn’t a fight; neither side will win or lose. We can chat and talk about our views. We can discuss and dive deep into our values. But please,… Continue reading You’re entitled to your own opinion; but you are NOT entitled to tell me what mine must be. . . 🙄
Yes, that's right - no one is immune to the threat of weight gain, especially when we are thrown out of our "normal" routine; When we are absolutely and harshly forced off the track we were following. My journey on the healthier road is one that will always be a never ending one. It will… Continue reading The Quarantine Fifteen. 🤦♀️
