To the City I Left, But Still Miss in Small Ways
Dear City, I didn’t think I would miss you this much. When I packed my bags, I told myself I was ready to move on, ready for new streets, new
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Dear City, I didn’t think I would miss you this much. When I packed my bags, I told myself I was ready to move on, ready for new streets, new
Read MoreI remember you so clearly. Always smiling, always cracking jokes, always being the one who lightened the room. No one knew that the laughter came from a place of survival.
Read MoreDear Me, I think about you sometimes. The version of me who tried so hard to be enough. The girl who smiled through exhaustion, who kept saying she was fine
Read MoreDear You, There was a time I truly believed we would last. The way you looked at me, the way our hands fit together, the way we talked about the
Read MoreDear You, I never thought I would write this, mostly because I kept hoping you would come back. For a long time, I told myself you just needed space, that
Read MoreDear Friends, I used to sit among you and laugh until my cheeks hurt. I played along, joined the conversations, and matched your energy as best as I could. You
Read MoreI love you. I always have. But loving you has often felt like a full-time job. I have spent years trying to fit into the shape this family made for
Read MoreDear Parent, Some days I think I have forgiven you. Then something small happens, a smell, a voice, a phrase, and I am eight years old again, trying not to
Read MoreI was too young to carry what you gave me.Too young to hold your sadness, your stories, your fears. But I did. Because I thought that’s what love meant. You
Read MoreDear Brother, You probably never noticed. And I don’t think you meant to. But growing up, it always felt like life handed you things with both hands while I had
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