Wounded has always looked like this. Raw, rage, revenge, sadness, solemn, this is how messy it is in the beginning. You wish for death, because surely the grief should kill you, but it doesn’t and death tells you it is too good for you. This part of healing is nothing but mess. You are standing […]

I have often fantasized on how to tell you I love you for the first time. I think for a while now I’ve wanted the perfect phrase or the ambiance or god knows what to make what I want to say perfect, but life isn’t like that. I have looked for every word in the […]

Hi. I’m sorry for missing your birthday. I’m sorry for not texting back that time when you needed me. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for going away parties, super bowl parties, and parties we’ve talked about going for the entire year and planned out outfits for. I’m sorry for flaking again and again, and then […]