I’m Human and I’m not Sorry

After my first year in the Clinical Mental Health Counseling graduate program at UT Tyler, I recieved this as my annual review results: I met expectations and exceeded expectations on every category. This year, the faculty decided that I did not meet expectations in almost all areas. These are the results I recieved today: If [...]

Gratitude and The Sh*t I Don’t Want to Say

This post serves two purposes: I want to celebrate the incredible gifts I've received in therapy but I also want to explore my story, the shit I don't want to say. I've been down lately, in one of the valleys of my recovery. I've built this incredible foundation in my team of mental health professionals [...]

Consent is Cool

Trigger Warning: Talk of Consent and Sexual Assault Last Friday was a hard day for me; I went to therapy and we processed some of my history with being sexually assaulted. Then I came home and watched the most recent Grey's Anatomy Episode. As fate would have it, the episode was all about rape and [...]

Almost 30

My birthday is in 2 days. I will be 30. I keep looking back on my 20s and wondering if maybe I've had my priorities wrong this whole time. I've accomplished a lot, technically, but what do those things even matter? I've been married. But I got divorced. I've loved and been loved. But all [...]

Holding Space and The Perfect Weekend

This weekend was the weekend of my yogi retreat for my yoga teacher training. In this post I want to share some of the amazing experiences and lessons that were gifted to me over the last few days. I learned that when we share our stories with one another everything else slips away, becomes white [...]

More Wisdom from my Younger Self

This day, the day that would have been my anniversary, 4 years ago I wrote this: "I realized tonight that I really need to stop apologizing for just being myself. I am a messy, complicated, sensitive, super emotional, overanalyzing human. I'm imperfect. I can be difficult. But, I'm also incredibly loyal. I'm probably excessively generous. [...]

Finding My Edge

This week for yoga teacher training I had to write an essay about how I find my edge. In this case edge is being defined as, "a place of comfortable discomfort, where growing and healing happens." However, when I think of edge, the word is riddled with negative connotations. Edge to me is the sharp [...]