not all endings are sad (aka peace out 2017)

I haven’t really been in the mood to write lately, mostly because I’ve been kinda distracted with other things and dealing with personal shit, but since 2017 is almost over and I’ve had some time off from work visiting family in Florida to process my thoughts, I think I’m actually finally feeling like writing again….

i hate snow and here’s why

New Hampshire– and New England in general– is the wrong part of the country for someone to live in who hates snow as much as I do. I absolutely detest snow. I get why “snow is pretty” or “snow is fun”– but I don’t care, I hate it. Snow isn’t pretty enough or fun enough…

what december is

December each year always reminds me how in love I am, or how lonely I am, respectively. It’s a month made with lovers in mind, where falling is quite easy, and romance seems to be everywhere. It’s also a month that forces you to acknowledge the moments you’re alone (or feel alone); it’s almost impossible to…

it’s not just about eating

part of the reason my eating disorder progressed was because no one seemed to acknowledge my pain until they saw it, until it was impossible to ignore, apparent in my protruding bones and thinning hair. the less I ate, the more understood the sadness and frustrations I had always felt were. the ironic part was…