Dear Diary, 27, A Love Letter
This is an extra special one, “the purpose of writing these reflections is not about the take away. It is simply the process of consenting, continued acknowledgement.”
Dear Diary, 23: I’m Back
Showing up is the hardest part of the day except for all the other things that the day throws at us.
Dear Diary, 21, Blossoming
What does it mean to love yourself? I don’t really know because it is a unexplainable feeling that I did not really know or feel it until last week. I understand one does not need to understand to find trust and love.