Me Too

***Warning!!! Sensitive Content*** Triggers: Attempted rape of a minor, Molestation, Graphic Language. This is not a blog for everyone. I’ve tried to write this post many times. True to form, I’ve struggled. I might be pretty upfront about things that have happened to me. Unfortunately, the events mentioned here give me anxiety and cause me…

My Journey With MS (So far)

This blog is choppy for sure and hella long. Yeah, I know I’ve blogged about this subject before. But this has been nagging at me, and 70 percent of it has been written since May anyway so… When I was a child, my greatest skill sets revolved around being an athlete. I was constantly outside…

I Am Scared

God, how to even start this one… I’ll do my best, but this one might be a bit jumbled, which is kind of perfect since that is how I feel right now: jumbled, scrambled, in tatters, in pieces. Why? Because tomorrow is the day I move back up to Bloomington. Tomorrow is the day I…

I’m 21… Finally!

This is gonna be a short post. When I was younger, I was introduced to the song Twenty-One by Corey Smith. I used to sit outside staring at the stars while listening to it, thinking over the lyrics of a man who spent his whole life wanting to be twenty-one. First, he wanted to be…

Vacation In A Wheelchair

Late on a Saturday night, I arrived home from my first vacation where I was unable to walk from place to place. Yes, as you already know, I was in a wheelchair for almost the entirety of the trip. I say almost, but I’ll get to that later. The idea behind the vacation started when…

Guess What…

I’m in a wheelchair. Yep, that’s right. I went from two feet to four wheels. It’s hard for me to say I’m okay with this transition or ready for it (My arms are incredibly out of shape which I’ll definitely have to work on before heading back to IU). Anyone who has read my previous…

My Writing Idea

I have this crazy idea of being a writer. Impossible though it seems, I’ve never been able to let go of this idea. It started in the sixth grade. No, I take that back. It started in the third or fourth grade with Harry Potter. Those books inspired me and brought something inside of me…

Who I Was and Who I Will Be

I don’t even know how to begin writing this wistful nothing of thought, but I guess I’ll start with this. I was never meant to be locked indoors. My makeup is to be outside with nature – to be part of it. I was born with energy pulsing through my body, an energy that is…

What Night Brings

Photo by Bureau of Land Management. Aspen, CO. A little girl of five laid awake at night and listened to the footsteps of monsters stomping up and down the hallway just outside her room. They would get closer and closer, so close that she swore they couldn’t possibly be that loud and still be outside…

Harry Potter Saved My Life

Photo: Harry Potter, the boy who lived via weheartit I’ve told many people this before – that Harry Potter saved my life – but I don’t think I ever explained how or why. This will be the true story of how a boy who lived in a cupboard under the stairs gave my the hope…