Distractions
Three and a half weeks into my first semester my nose was just as open as my legs and that 4.0 foundation had been flushed.
Three and a half weeks into my first semester my nose was just as open as my legs and that 4.0 foundation had been flushed.
...so I again positioned myself, head on shoulder. Face toward neck, as if I was waiting for him to read me a bedtime story.
He’s found those questions and made me unearth fossils from my past I didn’t even know were there.
Fellow Bison Blogger, Howard Alumna, Quad resident and 2D team Member @AccordingtoKori nominated ME for a Liebster Award! I interpreted this as her way of being the Dory to my Marlin and telling me to #JustKeepBlogging
So here I am, 25 years old, my longest relationship to date with an unfaithful middle schooler off and on from January of 7th grade to October of 9th grade, and I’m staring at a thread of awkward texts between me and the mailman contemplating whether it’s time for me to Stop Trying or Try Harder. Wanting nothing more than to be able to talk to one of my “Daddies” and get the insight of how a man who cares about me would suggest I identify the traits of a man who cares about me.
https://youtu.be/FoKK_JjD2Ss Day one of The 25 Days of Healing was to admit that you have you something to heal from. I'm pretty sure I have more than one area…
The future school counselor in me wanted to pin point 25 sequential steps you could take to heal from your Daddy Issues, relationship issues or self-love issues. Then it dawned on me, I can't help you do what I haven't yet done. So these next 25 days WILL be about adventure. Who's ready to take the journey to healing with me?