Somewhere between writing, drinking, and studying I've found myself craving privacy. Finding privacy in a digital world has been quite a challenge, for anyone can find you if they are persistent enough. So in order to be out of reach, I pulled my identity from any social media accounts and rested from whatever creative thoughts … Continue reading the dying leaves; to whom it may concern
Winter, 2003: I was thirteen years old. My best friend was sitting next to me in the back seat of a Mercedes-Benz, and in the front seat sat two men; aged in their 20s. It was one o'clock in the morning and over fourteen years ago, yet, I can still remember the cracks, tears and … Continue reading twenty seven lessons
“Brittany, remember the color blue,” three nurses surrounded me as the strobe lights immediately stopped flashing, all lights in my room came on, and I felt my body tense up, as if I had turned into a snake. “Brittany what is today’s date?” - slowly, I spat out, September 13. “Do you know the year?” … Continue reading eyes in the mirror – 2
Man, woman, human, whatever, whomever. I felt like I was staring at a brick wall when I sat there and I heard those words saying 'It is ok to feel like you should forgive' Yeah I knew that why am I sitting here to have you reassure me when I am assured in myself? Forgiveness is … Continue reading hurt
The clock hand slowed down to a halt, and my breath froze as the hand seemed to pause for what seemed like just a few ticks longer than it truly should have on the 12 hour. I tried to gulp down the knot in my throat that had been sitting there for months, nope, still there, … Continue reading the dying leaves – pt 4
I stared at the ceiling the entire ride back to my room.. I didn't even realize that the transporters were asking me if I was ok.. I'm not sure if it was my expression or the fact that my smile, that I had been wearing all day, was completely wiped off of my face.. I finally … Continue reading In limbo with the man I love.