What I’m trying to get to is this: I will wholeheartedly admit that I used social media as a way to crop, edit, and filter my new reality, but that is not okay. We shouldn’t try to mask the struggles of our daily lives in order to prove to others that we’re better.
Red. This dress was red.
Except it wasn’t.
We live in a world where love, soulmates and romance is portrayed in a way that just doesn’t usually fit reality.
Why do we – as mothers – feel the need to pat our partners on the back for doing what can only be described as their job?
The Internet seems to conceive the image of a girl with a nice strategically placed tattoo, wearing a cute pair of denim shorts and a crop top, lying in the arms of a strong good-looking guy.
Few situations are more fear-inducing than finding yourself at the brink of experiencing a major life change.
These are the many things I’ve learned while being the oldest of seven.
I stayed lost for a long time, even more distant from the person I had wanted to become than before.
The air is swift and biting, unlike the ocean kind: thick with salt and slow humility.
When we walk out of an elevator, there is a 100% chance we don’t know whether to go left, right, straight or back into the elevator because we’re on the wrong floor.