Here I am again — the same place I always end up.It’s dark. The smell of mildew hangs heavy in the air.Oct 21Oct 21
“Where Are You in Life?” — A Raw Reflection on Getting Lost, Breaking Down, and Starting OverIf someone were to ask me, “Where are you currently at in your journey through life?” — I wouldn’t rush to answer.Jun 13Jun 13
The Armor I Thought Protected MeIt’s never easy having to honestly hold yourself accountable for years of pain you blamed other people for.Jun 2A response icon1Jun 2A response icon1
