I am not trauma bonding. I will give the rundown of my past to new people in my life because I want them to find out the violence I've endured from me and not a tweet or Instagram post. It feels like the polite thing to do.
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What Self Worth?
Self worth is something I place a high priority on... in other people. It doesn't even exist in my emotional vernacular. The entirety of my life, my worth has based on my appearance and what I can provide to others. Worth and love have always been transactional. I'm no innocent, but I have been left to fend for myself, scrounging for and happily accepting any love, even if all the only love I can find has been coupled with abuse and rape.
11… Things I Learned From Heart Break
Love and pain are all but synonyms in my mind. The two cannot exist apart from each other. Love is always accompanied by heart break, and I'm okay with that. Pain has been my greatest, most consistent teacher.
I Have Been Self Censoring
"To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering." Friedrich Nietzsche
Easy Fall Reading List
Since I've been so bad at posting book reviews this past year.... or so. Here's a list of easy reading for your fall. My fall looks a lot different than the Insta worthy hashtags because I live in Houston, and I'll enjoy my week of fall weather sometimes in February.
Happy 168th Homecoming, Cornell College
Happy 168th Homecoming to Cornell College. I doubt they've had 168 homecoming celebrations. Did homecoming even exist in 1853? (Cornell University sure didn't. Ha! We're the older, smaller, and better (not a subjective opinion, at all) cousin—literally—in Iowa. Easily confusable, I know.) As a die-hard alum, I filled my house with flowers in school colors in honor of homecoming.