Chelsea Mae FarrellHopeHope. The four letter word dancing across my tongue as if speaking it out loud lessens the meaning.Oct 24, 2022Oct 24, 2022
Chelsea Mae FarrellRegretI lay in the middle of my imagination and reality. Words and thoughts and feelings float on byOct 24, 2022Oct 24, 2022
Chelsea Mae FarrellLate night thoughts: 2017 throwbackI’m sitting, because sleep will not come, in myOct 24, 2022Oct 24, 2022
Chelsea Mae FarrellDeath.How could something so beautiful be so destructive? How could something magnificent lead to an utter demise?Jan 24, 2018Jan 24, 2018
Chelsea Mae FarrellGodOkay, back to God. You know that, right! Oh, you’re an atheist? Calm down. I’m not doing anything but expressing my opinion. Breathe.Dec 19, 2017Dec 19, 2017
Chelsea Mae FarrellAn Open Letter to Men(Ed. Note: This was written Sept 2017. Some ideas are still percolating, some are not. Either way, I had a lot to say.)Dec 13, 2017Dec 13, 2017
Chelsea Mae FarrellDepressionWhoa boy, was this a sneaky little rascal creeping up and settling in like a true codependent. I didn’t even notice!Dec 11, 2017Dec 11, 2017