Tag: healing

To my 16 year old self:

Note to Reader: I had this idea sometime last year, the year that shant be named, and decided to run with it. I wondered what I would want to say to my 16 year old self, that dramatic, smiley, daydreaming, heart on her sleeve girl if I had the opporutinity to reach back in time…

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Easy Prey.

I have a tendency to isolate when I am struggling. I disconnect with social media, I stop talking with friends and I just try to cope the best way I know how. I wake up and take care of my son and try to breathe through the elephant of anxiety on my chest, focusing on…

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Not The Leading Lady:

I went to an acting seminar in Asheville, NC shortly after I wrapped filming on a tv show I was an extra for. It was one of the most incredible experiences of my life. It reawakened a creative passion in me that lay dormant for longer than I care to admit. So after the show…

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Trust is H.A.R.D.

I have struggled with trusting God for as long as I can remember. I’m really trying to pinpoint that actual moment where I stopped having childlike faith. The exact moment where I transitioned from faith in to fear and doubt mode. It could have been after my sexual assault, that seems to make the most…

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Fear and Doubting God.

I was recently watching BrenĂ© Brown’s Netflix special, “The Call to Courage.” It was incredible. If you haven’t seen it yet, stop reading my blog and go watch and then please come back and finish reading. *wink, wink* I found myself taking notes and after I was finished with her special, I googled her looking…

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I’m Not Okay Today.

I don’t even know where to begin this particular blog. I don’t have any of what I think are funny antics or silly opening stories. I feel completely raw and exposed. I feel thrown for a loop, not at all something I expected when I woke up this morning. I feel drained and shaken. When…

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To the Girl I used to be.

I had the most random thought yesterday…well not so much thought, memory really. Remember when Twilight was all the craze? I do and I totally drank the Kool-Aid. Like hardcore drank it. I was laying over in LA. It was 2008ish, I think,  I was leaving to go to the beach there were tons of…

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My future husband.

I was listening to the song “Jealous” by Nick Jonas a few months ago, don’t judge, I am a pop princess, love pop music, always have, always will but I digress… As I was saying, I was listening to the song a few months ago and I had this flash in my head, it was…

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Comparison is the thief of joy.

For as long as I can remember I’ve struggled with comparison, its become more and more pronounced as the social media movement has become more popular. It has reached its peak tonight. Theodore Roosevelt’s words have been on repeat in my head for the last 30 minutes. Comparison is the thief of joy.  I was on…

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#WhyIDidntReport

Because I was 22 and a brand new flight attendant. He was 10 years older than me and a pilot. Because I was terrified that I was going to get I trouble as if somehow it was my fault that he took advantage of me. Because I was brand new at my company and still…

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