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”

Splitting Once More

I knock on all the wood in the room, hoping this is a step in the right direction. I look down and reality splits into two, a new spin on something I know all too well.  I throw my phone onto a counter, thinking I’ll forget about it for a while.  I try to avoidContinue reading “Splitting Once More”