• I deserve love, and so do you.

    I never thought I’d experience love. Not just simple love, but true, never-ending, hard to put into words love. I’ve experienced heart ache. I’ve experienced hurt. I’ve cried myself to sleep over pointless relationships. I was bullied all throughout school for my appearance and never thought I’d find someone who loved me. I experienced health issues that made me feel like no one would ever want to be with me when doctor appointments are written on my monthly calendar. I starved myself for eight years and never thought I’d find someone who’d understand the struggles of food. I experienced sexual assault so I never thought someone would want to be…

  • Lessons from my first year of marriage.

    Tomorrow is one year since I married my best friend. I’ve learned a lot of things in this past year. I’ve learned that when they say “marry your best friend“, you should take that seriously. I know what it’s like to be mixed with the wrong people, and I can tell you that being in a relationship with the right person is amazing. Being able to wake up next to your favorite person is something worth waiting for. I’ve learned the importance in finding someone that truly loves you. A person that loves you when you’re mad. A person that loves you when you’re happy, and sad. A person that…

  • July and Triggers.

    I haven’t done this in a while. I’ve missed writing, but I’ve had a difficult time coming up with words to say, especially when I know others are reading it. One thing I’ve realized the past few months, and really the past year, is that I will probably have to live with these thoughts forever. Last summer was when it really started to take over, and since then, it’s been increasingly getting worse. {Read this to know what I am referring to- Post 1, Post 2, Post 3, Post 4}. As the 4th of July starts to come around the corner, I find the memories coming back full speed. And…

  • Me too.

    [You might be seeing a lot of “me too” posted on your social media feed. If you do not know why, it’s a way that people are bringing awareness to the massive amounts of people that have been sexually harassed or assaulted. Writing “me too”, means you are in that statistic.] I spoke out a while back, and it was the best thing I ever did. I will never be free from it. I’ve had people make comments that I should move on from this, and let it go.  Nightmares cannot be simply let go.  Panic attacks cannot be let go.  The hurt cannot be let go.  To the people that…

  • You hurt me, but you did not win.

    You hurt me. And you’ll never know. You’ll never know the pain you caused or the damage you caused me in my future relationships. You’ll never know and honestly, no one else will either. No one will ever truly understand what I’ve gone through the past year. No one knows the nightmares I have at night or the fear I feel in the dark, laying in bed. Just like you will never know. And maybe you do know. I sometimes wish I could sit across from you and explain to you what you caused but I know that you’ll never understand it. You’ll just put the blame on me, like…

  • I was her.

    I was you. The girl that thinks her turn will never come. The girl that wanted the fairytale but felt like she wasn’t worthy of the happy ending. The girl that prayed and prayed for her price charming to show up. I was her. I was her. The girl that had her heart broken when a guy chose someone else besides her. The girl that wanted to be more than “just friends”. The girl that thought no one would ever love her. I was her.  I was her. The girl that wasn’t happy when she looked in the mirror and thought to herself, “why would anyone want to be with…