Writing has always been a passion of mine. I know, I know. It seems like everyone is saying that these days. When I say always, I actually mean since I was about 4 years old. I learned to read and write around that time and have since been writing down the little things that my imagination creates for me. Well, up until about 5 years ago. I went through a loss in 2013. My whole life changed and I had to start completely over. I was living on my dear sister’s couch with everything I owned fit into a coat closet. It was during that time, I started a new blog that was private except for a few friends. I wrote. I wrote a lot. It was a time of reflection and search for healing.
2014 brought another huge life change (and then some). I found myself unemployed in a new city and living with a new partner (of 7 months). That was the catalyst to everything in my past catching up to me. Don’t misunderstand and think I mean I was a criminal or something. On the contrary, I had finally started acknowledging the things I had gone through. From a young age, I felt suffocated by what I was groomed to be. It was as if I was bound tightly by expectations, with the world pulling one side tight and me doing the same on the other side. My body and mind finally gave way to the pressure in Autumn and I dove into madness. I stopped writing because of that.
So here I am, 4.5 years and a lot of therapy later. I am now working my dream job as a freelance web developer, photographer and designer. I get to work with all sorts of people in a community I love. I have an incredible partner who has been with me for 5 years (in March). My life is great, I’m more stable than ever and I’m ready to start doing the things I love again. This will be a place I write, post my work and a little bit about my life. I hope you follow along!
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