A Letter to my Father

I don’t know if my dad will ever read this, but in writing it I feel a piece of me mending. If any of my family reads this- I’m sorry I aired it so loudly. I couldn’t heal while hiding this.  Dear Dad, I don’t know where to begin or what to say. I want […]

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The Stories We Tell

One lesson that was really driven home during my dark night is that the stories we tell ourselves usually aren’t true. We all live our stories on a small level every day. Some one cuts us off in traffic and we tell the story that they’re an unskilled asshole that needs to learn to drive.  They […]

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