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2017... And I Still Feel Lonely

It’s been over a year since I last published a post. Did I really need to stop writing? Yes.I had to stop writing. If anyone remembers me, you’d remember how much I loved telling stories at moonlight. I hate to admit it, but growing up in (emotional) isolation turned me into the person I am today. I was left alone with nothing but my thoughts, my imagination and the Big Man up there. I always wanted to fit in and be a part of the cool kids but for some reason I was always the odd one out. I grew up in a broken home and while trying to stand as bridge between my two parents, no one really taught me what it meant to guard my emotions.I could absorb everythingbut didn’t know how to let anything go. My boyfriend would jokingly call me a sponge because at some point I started saying the things he would say. In his words, I knew how to adapt to any environment I found myself in.But is being a sponge really a good thing? It’s been 3 years since I moved out of the house and I still feel empty…

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