time doesn’t heal

I had a bit of a rough day a few days ago. I briefly visited the TU campus, and it was the first time I've really been on the actual campus since the candlelight vigil the school had for T. I honestly didn't even think twice about it at first. But as we drove through … Continue reading time doesn’t heal

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finding love in a hopeless place

i hate that i had to quote Rihanna for this, but it couldn’t be more accurate. the last four months have been rough. ups and downs and highs and lows and a lot of hindsight realizations. it feels like nothing was what it seemed. maybe i had blinders on, maybe i was in denial, or … Continue reading finding love in a hopeless place

to the man that helped to heal my heart

you've been in my life for such a short time, but it feels like so much longer. you make me feel like everything is okay when im with you. that's something i didn't think i would ever feel with another person again. i don't think you have a clue just how amazing you are. you … Continue reading to the man that helped to heal my heart

another day, another stay at a psych hospital

so i finally moved out. on tuesday june 12th i moved out of my beautiful home that we built together. it broke my heart all over again. i'm temporarily staying with family until i can find a new place to live and until then i'll be hopping around between my immediate family members homes. after … Continue reading another day, another stay at a psych hospital

waves

so i study grief. literally my masters degree is counseling with a focus on bereavement (grief) i am excellent in a crisis. i am incredible at comforting others that are grieving. except when it's myself. in case you don't know, the five stages of grief, as defined by Elizabeth Kubler-Ross, are denial anger bargaining depression … Continue reading waves

Living with a broken heart

i dont even know if thats an appropriate title. I certainly dont feel like im living. My entire world has been ripped from beneath my feet and the person that loved me most in this world did the ripping. I get up and get dressed and go to work but im not myself. Im some … Continue reading Living with a broken heart

Drowning

I feel like I'm drowning. The slowest drowning ever. I'm alone. I'm terrified, and I'm heartbroken. This is unknown territory. I have been with the other half of my heart for literally my entire adult life. And just like that I'm alone. Sometimes I feel numb, sometimes it physically hurts. I've never been here before. … Continue reading Drowning