#11 – Creative block

I want to create. I want to write. I want to draw. I want to sing, I want to write a poem, a novel, paint a picture, depict my soul on a piece of paper in some way that feels meaningful - but at the same time, I can't. I just can't. I don't know … Continue reading #11 – Creative block


#10 – An Open Letter to my Emetophobia

Hi. It's been a while. Actually, forget that; it hasn't been.   You were there when I was trying to enjoy going to France with my family over Christmas. You made me feel like crying as we sat in the airport and waited for our flight home. You made my stomach turn, made me feel so … Continue reading #10 – An Open Letter to my Emetophobia