What the Season Means (or Does Not Mean) for Me

My mental health does not take a holiday over the Christmas season and in fact, it gets worse. My dad … More

To Feel Something

I joined Backcountry Women this morning for a hike around Birds Hill Park but I unfortunately needed to cut my … More

This time of the year is fucking hard for me. I’m just going to come right out and say that … More

My pace, my adventure, and my reasons for hiking. What is not to love about being solo on the trail? … More

As much as I loved our first apartment with my husband that was on the 14th floor of an apartment … More

I feel as if I am entering a new phase with my relationship with alcohol. In a sense, these past … More

I found myself reacting to a casual conversation about cheap booze, a conversation I was not a part of but … More

I wrote this post earlier in the year on my phone while I was at the gym. For some reason … More

While I was shaving my legs, which practically needed hedge clippers, I was rehearsing how I was going to answer … More

I have felt like crying and screaming the last few days. I’ve screamed but not cried. I tried to cry … More