Floodgates, Thorns and Grace.
Two Become One
We are already but not yet.
Anxiety and Blue Lights
When I came to head with the blows of depression my senior year of high school, it was just the beginning of dealing with and learning about mental illness. At the time I thought to have anxiety was to have panic attacks. The most severe outward expression was what I pictured. But just like with …
A Color For Every Season
Peeling Back Layers
When I first lived on my own, like really on my own—no roommates, I moved into a pretty old duplex with some hideous wallpaper. Fortunately , I knew the landlord and got the okay to paint should I desire. I desired. I couldn’t manage it all my own. A few friends came by and of …
