Coming to Terms With "No"

 

   I always thought that true power, particularly as a woman, came in being able to say, “Yes.” Yes, I want that second glass of wine. Yes, I can theoretically sleep with whomever I want. Yes, I will push my body to extremes to see how much I can handle. But in a recent, quiet moment as I’m housebound recovering from ankle surgery, my existence came into sharp focus and I had a realization that seemed to change everything. There isn’t any magical power in saying yes. Power comes in being able to say yes, but choosing instead to say no. Read More...

My Own Identity   

   If it weren’t for her I would probably be in sweat pants, with no makeup and a unibrow. On the inside of our relationship there is nothing more perfect, it was always the outside that I had a difficult time with. My sister has always been the person that everyone falls in love with, and I was her not-as-pretty and a-little-dorky, twin sister. This is not something I would ever fault her for. Hell, my world lights up when she is around, but more people than I can remember have told me they were in love with my sister. Not just guys, girls have always flocked to her as wellRead More...

Shameless Audacity

   I haven't gone to church in a very long time. At first, this was because of the unwelcoming atmosphere of the congregation, but as time went on, I had given up my search for a better church. This is the main source of guilt that I now carry. My partner is not Christian and I thank God that Christ wasn’t a self-proclaimed Christian either. As sad as it is, many non-believers like my other half are more Christian than Christians. Indeed, I am angry at the moment. I'm angry that bad things happen to good people; many of them suffer because of other people's mistakes. Read More...

The Power of Letting Go

   There, I learned it is only in the moment when you lose everything that you are truly free to do anything, and I learned to let go. The pain that I once claimed, the pain that was only me, was no longer the undiscovered country rattling its sword against my city gates. I saw what it was, and there was no monster within its ranks – no Goliath to challenge the boy, David. It was simply a boy, clad in over-sized armor and barely able to wield his giant sword. It was a boy fraught with the terror of being alone and unwanted. Read More...


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