Morning After Thanksgiving: I Want to Stop Feeling Sorry.
And as I lay in bed on my back... the most miraculous thing happened. I wanted to stop feeling sorry. Forever. Once and for all.
Browsing Tag:
sorry
A Letter to My ‘Right Person, Wrong Time’.
We can agree that uncertainty was what broke us, so I’m writing this letter to tell you everything I wish I would’ve said.
An Open Letter to the Boy Who Broke Me.
I don’t want to wonder 'what if' every time I look at you. I’m writing this letter to tell you everything I wish I would’ve said.
I’m Sorry: My Amends to Myself. {poetry}
I am no longer a rape victim. I have not simply survived. I have recovered and thrived and X marks the spot where I reclaim the power that was given away, where I get to build my life, just as I want it.
8 Ways to Survive a Friend Break-Up.
There was a time in your life that you did the same shit... You walked away without even trying, without even communicating. Might have happened in third grade or just last year. You're not making allowances for behavior, you're just realizing that everyone does stupid hurtful things sometimes, ...
Dear White People.
Saying sorry is more likely to reinvest white power with the sort of moral nobility a philanthropist acquires for spreading his wealth. A deeper sort of accountability is needed -- one that brings us to the edges of ourselves.
Letter To An Absent Father.
Some days I wondered if you were thinking of me. But it was just a passing thought, and eventually these disappeared too. My smile grew bigger and tears stopped flowing. While mum worked hard to put food on the table, I taught myself to skip rocks, tie my shoe laces, and kick a soccer ball straight.
The Ending That Looked like the Beginning. {poetry}
I guess maybe it’s because sometimes I still see the look in your eyes the first time I told you when I close mine
I played this movie in my mind at least 100 times
But, somehow, the ending was different this time.
I’m Not Sorry. {poetry}
Life is messy and my soul is here
To revel in the chaos,
In the minute details of us, all of us.