PinnedI refuse to write for 2 penniesI’m a writer, not a charityJan 16A response icon220Jan 16A response icon220
I Had a Panic Attack in My Favorite Coffee ShopWhen My Safe Space Triggered AnxietyJan 12A response icon6Jan 12A response icon6
I Realized I Can’t Run from My Emotional BaggageLate-Night Thoughts on a Park BenchJan 11A response icon1Jan 11A response icon1
What Do You Give When You Have Nothing Left to Give?The Gift of Empty PocketsJan 2A response icon9Jan 2A response icon9
What if the greatest gift wasn’t under the tree?Outside, there was snow, a song playing out loud on the window glass.Dec 27, 2024A response icon20Dec 27, 2024A response icon20
Why Do Writers Need Each Other?Writing Is a Lonely BusinessDec 10, 2024A response icon10Dec 10, 2024A response icon10
My Writing Isn’t Always PrettyI want to express what it means to be human, to love and lose and recover.Dec 7, 2024A response icon3Dec 7, 2024A response icon3
I can’t “save” everyoneTrue connection must include the freedom to heal individuallyOct 6, 2024A response icon9Oct 6, 2024A response icon9
I’ve always been a story-collectorI crave resilience stories but learned empathy needs boundariesOct 5, 2024A response icon6Oct 5, 2024A response icon6