Hope is a Thing With Feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the chillest land, And... Continue Reading →

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Drifting Without an Anchor

I've been feeling rather aimless lately. Largely because my apartment lease ran out at the end of June and I still haven't found a new place to live. I suppose I should be grateful that I have family that doesn't mind me staying with them  until I find something, but because my family lives in... Continue Reading →

Tearing Up the Rulebook

The funny thing is, I hate authority. I rebel against rules imposed on me by the outside, yet I had created the most overbearing rules imaginable for myself. I was driving myself crazy. Something had to change.

Cleaning Out the Toolbox

We all get anxious, unsettled and uncomfortable. And we've developed a range of coping mechanisms to deal with it. If you're sitting here wondering what I'm talking about, then your coping mechanism is probably denial.

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