It’s always so difficult reading everybody’s favorite book & end up not enjoying it like you expected you would. You feel like a traitor!
I really don’t know what it is about writer men but it seems they’re always the only kind, my heart pays close attention to.
This is a blog post about my crazy dance with death. It’s also a blog post about finding a way to unlearn all the steps.
Pain always demands to be felt and I am feeling all of it today.
I am still trying to have a healthy relationship with sex as a church girl.