I’ve been trying to write this blog post for 2 weeks now and the words keep escaping me. Literally, I’ll be in my car driving to the store and all the words will flood my mind, but the second I…
Update : I’m Back & We Bought a House
Oh hey friends 👋🏻 I know that I have been M.I.A. for a while. I have unapologetically ebbed and flowed with my frequency of blog content over the years, but this time I wanted to be here, my time was…
How to Stop People-Pleasing
I am not one to send things back at restaurants or complain at customer service counters. My food at a restaurant could be brought to the table freezing cold and I would still struggle to express displeasure to the waitress….
The Best Advice I’ve Ever Received
I went to USC for my first semester of college. My time there was brief and painstakingly miserable. Nothing against the Gamecocks or Columbia, it just wasn’t for me. The best gift I got for Christmas that year was moving…
An Ode to Self-Love
Hello beautiful people. It’s been a pretty minute since I’ve written anything for you to read. This “writing for others” thing is still so fresh on my list of to-dos that sometimes I forget to do it and other times…
23 Things I’ve Learned in 23 Years
Today I turned an underwhelming twenty-three years old. Twenty-three is the first of many years that no one is too thrilled about turning. The fizzle and pizzazz of the big milestone firsts have dwindled away. I am no longer an…
Letting the Fear Lead
Over a year ago, I was talking to this guy, this totally and completely gorgeous guy. We had met at a party in Wilmington and exchanged numbers. He was tall, tan, very muscle-y, and had light eyes and dark hair….
To Build or to Damage
I was driving down the Parkway the other day, as good Boonies regularly do, for an unexpectedly long time, as inexperienced Boonies tend to do, and I started doing some serious thinking. For those of you unfamiliar with Boone or other…
A No to Shattering
In the world of writing, there is a lot of rejection. There are magazines, contests, and publications to which you can submit your work and wait, for what feels like years, to hear what they think. If you’re a writer…
Things I Can’t Carry
About two months ago, I was talking with an old friend over drinks. He and I have been friends for 8 years so you could say he knows me fairly well. Our conversations usually take a turn for the deep…