I had started this post and was getting ready to share it but then I thought to myself that I can do better with my drawings. Yesterday...

A week ago I was finally able to get back into doing inner healing work. I was scared because it felt like it has been so long since I...

I think it's about time that my subscribers have some exclusive content to read again! You all have been so kind to keep paying $10 every...

...brokeness doesn't feel beautiful, but beauty can come out of it, even if it just makes us a more understanding and compassionate person..

I needed something to fill the space next to the stove so I decided a custom hutch was to order. I forgot to take pictures of the...

My inner child has really been wanting a safe place to play and so I've been focusing on that the last several days as I had the energy....

Yesterday was the third time that I spent time with Rose, my therapy horse. She is brown all over with a big round belly. Last week when...

If you have been following my story lately you may have heard that I was in the shelter for 7 months...it really took me for a loop...

TW: Child Sexual Abuse I haven't been writing much lately. I've been wanting to but the words inside my head are just all jumbled and my...

On Sunday night I had an individual slip into my DMs implying that she's doing well but that I'm not because I'm not trying hard enough....

Last night in therapy I went to a place I wasn't planning to go. A place that seemed so far away and yet so similar to my current...

In February I felt that maybe I'd be out of the shelter by the end of the month. (But that was false)I planned that I would spend March...

See the little girl? She's very young. Maybe 2 or 3 years old. She feels so bewildered and alone. The people who should be nurturing her...

And it reminds that 16 year old part of me of how it used to be at that age. Yes, my parents owned the property but I had no space to...

Yesterday when I clocked in at work there was a sign that mentioned employees getting a turkey to take home apparently. At this point I...

Jesus, can I come home? I'm so tired. I just want to be free. Free from it all... And I want a hug. A big one. A long one. A comforting one.

Graduating from school at 8th grade, the future looked extremely dark. All I could see was that there would now be no escape from my parents

Pretty gruesome, isn't it? I don't know what color pain is but I know how it feels. It is heavy. It hurts. Sometimes...

Be brave. Be strong. Be courageous. Fight for yourself. You are worth it.

What she is trying to do is protect me from more pain, more heartache, more invalidation by those close to her that she dares to share her c