Life is the very worst kind of ride sometimes. Slip, Fall, Stick I’ve been avoiding my entire life lately because I’m afraid to say what I need to say. Slip, Fall, Stick Nothing new there. I hate having feelings. I’d rather just not. Feelings always, ALWAYS lead to vulnerability and I’m not at all about that life. Until now. Slip, Fall, Stick My mom is dying, my sister needs me. So… Slip, Fall, Stick. Vulnerability is physically painful for me. If you can’t make sense of that, lucky you. Please hear me when I write this: watching someone die fucks you up. I don’t mean the “idea” of how you…

Last year at this time I was in Vegas, bowling. That was also the very last time I picked up a bowling ball, but that’s not my point… Last year was also the last year I will ever allow another person to make me lose my sense of gravity. Standing alone is so much easier than standing on broken foundations of other peoples insecurities. Friendships or otherwise. Life takes sharp turns and detours. Stay tuned for the breakdown. Literally 😉 With the breakdown though, came so much clarity. I’ve spent so many hours of my life being confused and complacent. Trying to bend so I don’t break. Lately though? When…