Tomorrow would have been my birthday had I been born on my due date. I’m writing this the night before thanksgiving. It’s strange to think in an alternate universe, my birthday falls on a national holiday every few years instead of in late August. I think I would feel gypped if I had to celebrateContinue reading “November”
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Trip to Greenville
A few weeks ago, I took a day trip with my aunt and uncle up to Greenville, Maine. We drove around and had lunch near the lake at a place called the Stress Free Moose. We entered the restaurant and the bar was packed with people. On a Tuesday afternoon! We ate outside and people-watchedContinue reading “Trip to Greenville”
Reading By The Lake
Late September, early fall, crisp in the air. Center Pond, Maine, late-afternoon. I sit by the lake with a jacket and boots on, kindle in my hand. The leaves across the way are changing. The slight breeze in the air drops the temperature, but the sun blaring in my eyes allows some warmth to stay.Continue reading “Reading By The Lake”
Little Things
Talking to chickens like they are people. Asking a neighbor to help deal with a bee. Flinging bees out of a pool, hoping they’re dead. Sitting on the deck with a tea and a book. Cloudy days. Weekends Saturday smoothies. Marks on my cheeks from face masks. FaceTiming with friends. FaceTiming with my cat. FaceTimingContinue reading “Little Things”
Both Things Can Be True
For so many years, I lived in fear of what other people have to say. I was always afraid of what could happen if I spoke my truth. If I shared something, what would people think? What would they say? What would the inevitable response be? Recently, I realized it doesn’t matter what other peopleContinue reading “Both Things Can Be True”
A Truth About Me
Five years ago, I began to explore a truth about me I had buried all my life. I’m gay. When I was young, I didn’t know anyone who was gay. I knew I was different because I was gay. And because being different was weird as a kid, I convinced myself I liked boys becauseContinue reading “A Truth About Me”
Summer
I love how summer returns you to yourself – Alex Dimitrov Summer is approaching. The warm air has returned. I’m happy taking photos of flowers and staying outside for hours. This is when I can breathe without worrying about my lungs freezing. I pay attention while getting lost in my thoughts, it’s a balancing actContinue reading “Summer”
Self-Love
Noun. I’m no longer willing to sit in my past watching everything I did wrong pass by me. Instead of feeling shame, I’m choosing love. It’s a choice that has to be made often but it gets easier the more I’m aware of how I’m talking to myself. I’m choosing to give myself love byContinue reading “Self-Love”
Cycles
Noun. This is how I experience a cycle of anxiety. It’s when my body senses danger, and my mind springs into action. It happens in a split second, even when there’s no danger to be found. I become distant from my thoughts. It’s like I’m watching a movie that plays the same scene on repeat.Continue reading “Cycles”
Happy
Adjective. The feeling when you can’t stop smiling. Where everything becomes lighter and you run around the house shaking and yelling because of unexpected good news. The feeling of magic, keeping a secret to process yourself only leaves you giddier. Feeling like you can explode from joy at any moment. Being reassured that the pathContinue reading “Happy”
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