In My Own Words, Lifestyle

I Am Not Trauma Bonding

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.

In My Own Words, Lifestyle

In Seven Days, I Turn 30 Years Old

In a week, I turn 30. I'm very much looking forward to it, but a small part of me is dreading it. Society deems women of a certain age unworthy of... everything, and I am now about to be a woman of a certain age. There are so many exciting things about aging, but my existence has always and almost solely been validated for the way I look. Who I am is just a bonus to the way I look for the man I'll one day trap/catch. The world has told me so many things about aging and my existence in the world. I would be lying if I said I hadn't ended up on the kitchen floor in a full on panic attack about aging in society.  

Close up of The Awakening on Galveston Beach.
Books, Fiction, In My Own Words, Lifestyle

Remembering and Rereading Kate Chopin’s The Awakening

The Awakening by Kate Chopin came to me the summer I most desperately needed to find a woman who understood. I was in the midst of a crisis: The crisis of being a woman. I was finding out its darkest meaning in the most horrific ways. Finding one person, however fictional, validated the tragedies I lived and the ones I had yet to experience.