I woke up this morning to the sound of my mother playing Gospel music, the kind I hadn't heard since I was a little girl, and I immediately felt the disconnect, the vague sense of nothingness that enveloped my soul and left me feeling numb, like nothing mattered. I almost didn't go to church today... Continue Reading →
Diagnosis 2005
When your neurologist tells you, at 14, that you have cerebral palsy, thank her for giving you the long-awaited answer to the problem you couldn't name. When you later realize that the diagnosis came 13 years too late, do not spend all of your sixth period advanced algebra math class wondering why you weren't sick... Continue Reading →
A Letter to My Abuser
Dear Voldemort, I am not a social butterfly, but you took me under your wings and, for a time, made me feel like I could soar. I know that's cliché, especially considering all the future pain you would cause, but for a little while, it was true. By watching you, I learned to live in... Continue Reading →
When Forgiveness Doesn’t Eradicate PTSD
As a Christian, I’m supposed to forgive everyone so that God can forgive me of my sins. I was once an enemy of the Most High, so who am I not to forgive someone who wrongs me when God forgave me of all my junk? Easy, right? No, not really. After spending the entire fall... Continue Reading →
The Truth about Novel Writing (Part 2)
I knew this would happen. I anticipated moments like this even before I had a single word written down; I just didn't expect it to happen so soon. The first chapter's not even done yet! Nonetheless, it happened, is happening, and I must accept it. I am currently taking a break from writing because the... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 