It is Monday morning.  I literally don't know how to fight anymore. I rested all weekend, only to feel as drained as i did before, like...

Just a simple picture but there is so much depth in its layers... There's a part of me that has been coming to the surface a lot in the...

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...

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...

Last night I was able to release just a little bit more grief and pain from how my abusive employers treated me...it is still such a...

Today I was thinking about that question. A few days ago I was asked when the exhaustion started. When I first felt it.

It was just such a straight out-of-the-blue question that even if something was or had happened that I remembered, I don't think I'd have

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...

Last week someone sent me these words when I needed to hear them because I have been feeling so pressured to "fit in a box" (which...

This past weekend was horrible. I had things I wanted to do but I didn't get any of it done... Friday I went to work and took a picture...

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.

I'm struggling to clear the mud out of my eyes so I can try to see clearly enough to figure out what the next thing is to do. I'm trying to

*If you would like a print of this piece it is available for sale on my website under the Painful Paintings tab... (I wrote this piece a...

I'm still in shock.

Also now that I'm here and getting used to the sights and sounds, I am reminded of the group homes that I've been in in the past.

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

And I keep hearing my dad's voice "It's just all in your head!" A phrase I often heard when I wasn't feeling well....

If anger consisted of gooey globs, I'd be flinging it at quite a number of people right now. And...I guess I wasn't expecting to receive s

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...

Where does this pressure come from? From people's good intentions. Friends implying their opinions. My own internal dialogue from...