Mental Health
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Lately, Ashes by Celine Dion has been more than a song to me—it’s practically a lifeline. And as someone who loves to sing, I have to say: this one just hits. Every note, every chord, every aching question she belts out feels like it was written for this exact moment in my life. When I
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I stare at a blank screen so long and so often these days that I wonder if there are any words left inside of me. I’ve tried cultivating this new me attitude and thoughts, but something still weighs me down. I have everything a normal human could need or want and still something is missing
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Its strange, where insight sometimes comes from. I did something silly, so innocuous, I got up from the chair I was sitting in as I ate my lunch and threw my phone in my scrub jacket pocket as I always do…but in my left pocket instead of my right. The weight is the same no
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That’s the problem with love these days. Oh, you weren’t expecting this post to start our quite like that? Well, in a world we live in today of constant thrill and immediate gratification we have pushed love into that same category of constant euphoria and we expect to feel that way all the time. Love?
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sometimes my heart bleeds…and i don’t know why sometimes my chest aches…and i don’t know why sometimes my head hurts…and i don’t know why sometimes my soul is filled up to the brim with heaviness…and i don’t know why sometimes i want to run outside and scream at the top of my lungs in anger
I Would Rather Be In Bed 