it's complicated-ish

a lost little girl's manifesto... (almost)

Thursday, June 30, 2022

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 A letter to myself when I was younger. You can tell me. Even though he said not to, it’s okay to tell adults. I know you didn’t tell anyone...
Tuesday, October 5, 2021

Wish You Were Here

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And then the postcards began to arrive. It wasn’t just A postcard. It was plural, so very plural that he couldn’t even believe it. The very ...
Monday, November 2, 2020

Spiraling

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  It wasn’t like he could just walk away. He was invested.   After 17 trips to this small blue and green planet, trips he could remember not...
Tuesday, January 29, 2019

Avoidance

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  • • • • • Let’s talk avoidance for a minute. If you are struggling to find balance, wellness, recovery (however you define it) you know th...
Saturday, July 28, 2018

Beat it, kid

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sometimes, when you’re not here I can’t breathe and I feel empty and I cry because it shouldn’t be this way I have so much around me, surrou...
Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Tree of Stars night (at LOST)

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Journal prompt #1: struggles S ometimes we find ourselves T wisting in a place we've been before R eturning again and again U nbek...
Thursday, April 12, 2018

A Poem for Max

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He's sick, he's sick What do I do? My kitty cat Has got the flu. He's thin and slow and will not eat. I've tried it a...
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I am me. No more, no less. Who exactly that is, I am still coming to terms with. I intend to experience all aspects of life to the fullest. When new experiences prove not to be to my taste, they at least offer shadowy edge pieces that can help define the shape of who I am.
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