To the Version of Me Who Didn’t Think She Was Enough,

I see you—
hunched shoulders, heavy eyes,
carrying the weight of a thousand lies
spoken in silence,
echoing louder in the quiet of your mind.

You believed the whisper that said,
“You’re too broken to be loved.”
You tried to earn your worth
in applause, in perfection,
in being everythin…read more

Dear Bedroom,

You’re just a room, really. Four walls, a bed, a closet full of clothes. But to me, you are sacred ground. A place where heaven reached into earth and pulled me back from the edge. You don’t look like a sanctuary, but that’s exactly what you became.

I remember the way the light hit the walls that day. It was October 12, 2018. The a…read more