Dear P!nk, I must say, as big of a fan I am of yours, I have actually never written you a letter. At this point, I'm quite sure if my friends heard this fact they would gasp; they associate you with me because they know how much of an influence you are in my life. … Continue reading #18: Dear P!nk,
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#17: Dear Tina,
Dear Tina, You can blame a song I've been listening to for the last few months for this moment of bravery. My favorite line is "looking for heaven found the devil in me," and there was your face, and I knew it was time. Because loving you found everything I hated about myself. I allowed … Continue reading #17: Dear Tina,
#13: To My Left Arm: Part Deux
To My Left Arm, This is the second letter that I have ever written you. I wrote to you once, way back when, after I left the scars that run down your shoulder. I apologized to you, wishing desperately that you would forgive me for hurting you. That you could forgive your abuser. I wish … Continue reading #13: To My Left Arm: Part Deux
Day 34: What Holds Me Here
What hold you here, truly holds you here? What makes you stay when you want to leave? Hope? Curiosity? Fear? What holds me here? On earth? In Iowa? What held me in New York for so long? What holds me to life? The beauty of questions is that there is always a question within the … Continue reading Day 34: What Holds Me Here